Be Free Poem by MIZZ MIDNIGHT FIRE

Be free,
Smell the perfume of the heavenly flowers.
Sing of the love that lingers in your heart,
The love that overshadows all evil.

Bright is the wealthy,
Blessed by the company of his presence.
The one who restores a mis-threaded stitch,
Humble in his accomplishments through our sovereign God.

He's only a breath away,
Hovering among the clouds.
Waiting to return with his children,
To be adored by his creation.