Standing in the shallow water
Ripples echo from my feet
Small pebbles float upwards
through the air
A trail of fire slowly crawls
up the streams of air
A breeze brushes my face
Slowly, I raise my hands from
my side until they are parallel
to the ground
Clockwise swirls of wind begin
circling my feet
Slow burning fires light the
ground with an orange glow
Peace pressed into my chest
Glory flows into my fingertips
and toes, flowing from within
Rocks float upwards in the air
The shallow water burns brighter
with orange fire
The swirls of wind travel higher,
growing more intense
I stomp the ground and let
out a deafening roar
The fires reach above my head
I twirl my arms and jump in the
air, spinning
I dance a wild dance
A tornado filled with water,
fire, and rocks surrounds me
A torrent of power, a whirlwind
of peace, a storm of hope
And with this weapon of worship,
God will destroy the enemy
4-5-13
