Stripe 31

Holy rain falls over the warmest region
things that live and grow
thank god for the season
for the very wind that blows

A breath of fresh air
so therapeutic to the soul
may they capture these words
as the right hand extends from above
and leads the army into battle

Oh how the victory gave praise to the king of glory
how our faith recorded the story
for future generations to come

We leave bread
for you that preserves salvation his word
in every crumb
bookmarks living in light

You've now witnessed
stripe 31

Written By: St. Scalesaveli (Alien Artform)