So Luminous

Drifting, memories across all timelines.
Washing over me, birdsongs drowning out the breeze.
tuning to the day that will come.

Living pulsing golden light, the scarlet from beneath
Washed in the blood of the lamb, who would have thought?
Ascending into the holy of holies, this greatest of all stories.

How far will you go?

Greater than he, the least in the kingdom.
Sainting, this one.

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