"From this moment I offer my blood to God for the redemption and resurrection of El Salvador. Let my blood be a seed of freedom and the sign that hope will soon be reality".-Oscar Romero
~This piece woke me up a few nights ago, unable to sleep with all of this on my heart, i felt the Spirit drawing me to share and at 1am i was writing this. I read this today in Romero's autobiography- "These days I walk the roads gathering up dead friends, listening to widows and orphans, and trying to spread hope," , and it convicted me even more to share what God continues to download into my heart about Justice.
Bound by the making of The soaring Spirit.
Page by page equals revealed noncomplaint history.
Built for Rebellion, built for purple sky's and red walk ways
The kingdom of truth and Saved pages, the kingdom of Burning chapters, the kingdom of Promised words.
Bound,strapped,held into the relevance of these times as the bird that does not walk or leap but fly's, fly's free into an abyss where history and future collide into creation of the ordinary world born in to extraordinary.
Freedom cries out as the new world brings a new canvas to be delivered.
Just as it is. Just is. Justice
Justice roams into the spirit of the Freedom bird. Bound by Justice it soars, it soars
Just as it is, Just is, Justice
Freedom Bound
Revealed into the wings of Home.
Just as it is, Just is, Justice
Wings stretched out, carrying the heart of the forgotten Andes in its heart.
Just as it is, Just is,Justice
Leaping through the fire of the desert, with an unquenchable thirst for the skies of the South.
Just as it is, Just is, Justice
Carrying her Home on the flight of unspoken dreams she will claim Kilimanjaro as well.
Just as it is, Just is,Justice
Bound by the life of Life
Bound to the answers of Wild Wind
Catching the tide and only soaring on ward.
Just as it is, Just is, Justice
Bound by Justice.
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