The Temple
Morning glory-lets-head-out-to-fields-and-turn over some stones Clic here The temple is missing a column, a lamp stand, the most colorful smile, a certain energy that permeate like a fixed frequency, A vibrational Drive that bounce back and forth, across our place of worship, Where I summons the Holiest-of Holiest, Jehovah where is she, let me go and look for her, I can't miss her fine tuning, where could I go and find such striking placement of your finest craft ? How would we* find inspiration to write and praise ? her absences besiege (me), us* the essential instrument for harmonious melodies, which we* hold so dear. Rafa EL (YHWH) has healed. Published on 11/23/25 9:11 AM