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Resurrect the Reprobate

Such wisdom wise, the devil’s wiles, the flame of God, a
Demon child. My fulgent Lord, redeem the dead, awake the
Deaf, a dreary web. And dark aflame, the pain of Christ, a
Cultic fate, a christic life. For depth the dirt, the dread of
God, the prayers of death, a need to laud. My valley heart,
The spark of pang, alert the gods, to freedom’s reign. For
Ludic souls, a David dance, a date with God, a freedom
Trance. {….} And wisdom wise, the devil’s wiles, the flame
Of Christ, a demon wild. My sagic pulse, a mercy mount,
A mare in flight, a ferric fount. And pen to script, the Spirit
Soars, the prose of God, an ache amore. And light aflame,
To dig the dirt, to free the death, to tilt the earth. My sophic
Lord, abort the pain, enhance the life, redeem the slain. For
Cryptic love, a battle sore, a deadly walk, a cultic core.   

“Such wisdom wise, the devil’s wiles, the flame of God, a

Demon child.”

“And wisdom wise, the devil’s wiles, the flame
Of Christ, a demon wild.”

The above verses need a bit of explaining. Drawing from the Scripture below, it is my belief that even the devil contains the spark of God/Christ. That is, all things were created by him, for him, and through him.

Colossians 1:15-17 (New International Version)

The Supremacy of Christ

"15 He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. 16 For by him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by him and for him. 17 He is before all things, and in him all things hold together." 

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Best sonnets of all my recent readings, My love, My vote dear Poet Glenn

A mare in flight, a ferric fount. And pen to script, the Spirit
Soars, the prose of God, an ache amore. And light aflame,
To dig the dirt, to free the death, to tilt the earth. My sophic
Lord, abort the pain, enhance the life, redeem the slain. For
Cryptic love, a battle sore, a deadly walk, a cultic core.   

Love

WILLIAMSJI

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Glenn Marchand

“Such wisdom wise, the devil’s wiles, the flame of God, a Demon child.”

“And wisdom wise, the devil’s wiles, the flame Of Christ, a demon wild.”

The above verses need a bit of explaining. Drawing from the Scripture below, it is my belief that even the devil contains the spark of God/Christ. That is, all things were created by him, for him, and through him.

Colossians 1:15-17 (New International Version)

The Supremacy of Christ

15 He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. 16 For by him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by him and for him. 17 He is before all things, and in him all things hold together. 

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