Serpent River
Banishing the venom of the waters
Here on the shore, my wish came true
Here in the mud that dries to clay
Across the forks of coursing blue
And twisting spirits in the spray
I found a strength like Jericho
my voice rang out like battlecry
And soon a chorus joined the flow
commanding unclean spirits fly
Our verdict wove a tapestry
Rebuke the foe with holy thread
The mountain’s echo our decree
Go unto the fire instead
A serpent coiled in the sun
It’s life is spent, and missed by none
About the Creator
Thomas Speer
I'm a God-fearing tumbleweed of a man, a gentle husband, loving foster parent, screwed up past and amazingly ordained future serving the Lord and expressing his revelation in my writing. Don't expect the dry and sanctimonious, though.
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