the song of life

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Author: Dave Ward (Inspired by the Holy Spirit)

Completed: July 18th

2012 5:02: pm.

The Song of Life

Sweet gentle waves of congruent resonance break through and thus the Song of Life begins, butwhere is the source of this glorious eternal reverberation? It is the accomplished masterpiece

of the Master Composerthe first verse of life in this magnum opus. A perfect reflection of

perfection and beauty the Son sings out loudly the Creators praises as HisFathers love is

reciprocated.

Thus when Fatherand Son unite with the Spiritcompletion transpires and fulfillment ensues,

yet through the Son more verses are spawned enriching the song and expanding its form. A cry

comes forth with incredible force and the timbre increases.

For by the mouth of the first verse of life Angels are born in legions of glory singing their

tribute. of exaltation An honor reserved for the Omnipotent One who ranks His Angels

according to choir.

The Seraphim choir magnificent and flawless soaring above a sea of glass a molten treasure of

limpid splendor. Atop of this a fire rages a prevailing pillar of blazing glory on which the

Creators throne is placed.

And from His throne the Sovereign One reigns below His attainment of burning life; sentinels of

consecration encircling high in continual motion. Guarding their Makerfrom all things defiled

protecting and praising His sacred name.

Three pairs of wings adorn each Seraph, the upper pair conceals their faces and the lower pair

surrounds their feet, while the middle pair maintains their flight. The prevailing sweetness of

the Seraphim echoes Holy Holy is the Lord God Almightythe one who always was who is

and who is still to come.

Far below the chorus of Seraph a new verse has dawned magnificent Angels distinct from the

first having four wings not six. Sanctified guardians of the Sovereign Seatthe glorious Cherubim

surround at His Feet.

Their lower wings conceal their bodies as their upper wings maintain their flight. The Cherubim

choir sings out in praise a powerful vibrant acclamation. Like precious tones of sonic thread

assembled together in one accord a mantle of worship envelops His throne.

And from this verse of astounding life the Creatorappoints His chief of Throne, an anointed

Cherub of astonishing form created blameless, faultless, faithful and true, a manifestation of


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radiant being. This master of worship fulfills his role commanding all Angels, and directing their

praise; both Seraphim and Cherubim submit to his charge, attended by praises of subsequent

choirs.

The choir of Thrones positioned in wheels below the throne they sparkle and shine like

burnished bronze. Not one face but four, with two sets of wings joined to each other and

numerous eyes which impart their sight.

Mighty and powerful is the sound of their wings like the forceful waves of a turbulent sea.

Charioteers of the sacred Throne their direction dynamic but their posture is static Submissive

dispensers of justice and peace, created Life pure and contrite.

The Dominion order of Angelic lifeclothed in robes which touch their feet sustained by a

central band of gold, a sacred seal held on their left and to their right a scepter of light.

Manifestations of Divine Majesty, Angelic Lords and channels of Mercy, authorized to normalize

the lower choirs of Angelic life.

The choir of the Virtues (aka) those Bright Shining Ones; custodians of a different realm

assigned to new life forms that are yet to be born. This extraordinary verse of incredulous life

their dazzling armor with passion adorned appointed bestowals of grace and valor.

A mighty army of elite protection wise and discerning patrols the border that links two realms,

the choir of Powers; a compelling chorale that shields and defends. And under command of this

forceful stanza a new rank of warrior is brought into life.

The choir of the Princedoms; combatant Princes and overseers of this tangible realm that will

soon emerge, humbly they yield to the choir of Powers who command their course and assign

their province.

Two more orders of Angelic life created and crafted for special charge as the Master Composer

prepares ahead for the birthing ofHis cherished canto. First in rank are the Archangel choir

prodigious Princes and dynamic defenders, couriers of communiqu to herald and protect this

impending verse.

Striking in form and formidable in strength recurrently they move amid both realms. Along the

path of their chartered course lay hostile forces which hinder their cause staunchly opposing

the Song of Life andseekingto silence His treasured verse. Appointed warriors of the Light,

strategic soldiers win their plight.

The choir of the Angels; devoted guardians and faithful ministers to this imminent life form.

Appointed envoys and steadfast protectors, bearing resemblance to the lives which they guide.

Intimate advocates of compassion and Love.


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Henceforth, the infective tones of this glorious song are magnified; complex facets of perfect

balance, audible purity and precision. And the worship masterwith adept adroitness

commands this imposing occurrence of proof, anaide memoireto theAuthorofLife who

derives such delight in His Consummate Song.

And all the Angels in jubilant compliance heed the directives of this gifted Cherub, a veracious

influence of discernible personage endowed with agile arty resplendence. Loved by all for his

ardent loyalty, stupendous skill and striking beauty.

Yet an opposing force invades this Cherub, staunch ally of the Sovereign Scribe and His

Superlative Masterpiece. The contaminating source a prideful spirit that pierced and

conquered his heart and soul. A lying deceiver, a crafty serpent twisted its tentacles squeezing

hard and sealed its scales around him like a single casting of armor plating.

This former unfaltering and humble specter embraces an invasive repugnant poison and fails to

resist this alluring fraud. He contemplates his current standing as he speaks in secret silence:

See the magnitude of my power and beauty the reverence and love I command from this

Song. Is it not by my hand alone that causes these sweet melodious sounds to release in such

thunderous tones of harmonious splendor? This worship belongs to me and no longer will I

yield to another yet others will yield to me.

This deluded supercilious fallen Cherub plans his furtive mutiny, the MasterComposerwith

intimate knowledge of every heartbeat in His Song discerns his hidden folly. This advocate

turned adversary is blotted from HisGlorious Song, cast away far from His presence and into

outer darkness.

A furious antagonist declares a mighty war,an orgy of destruction against thisprecious treasure

(His Beloved Song). A massacre of gargantuan proportions is set in motion fueled by hatred

jealousy and conceit as the adversary ofLife vows to steal kill and destroy the maximum

number of living creations.

And now emerges the devastating potential of this deadly contaminant which infiltrates the

purity of life, for the adversary did also take with him a third of the Angels who also fell foul to

this deceptive spirit. As with the adversary completely erased the Song no longer bears their

trace.

Now cleansing and purging have completed their course and the Master Composercontinues

His Song with a new dimension of Kingdom inflections, as the physical realm is about to be seen

when the heavens and the earth are called into being.


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At first the earth it had no form a void empty waste, a chasm veiled in darkness, the Spirit

hovered back and forth across the waters face. A commanding voice explodes, inexorable and

absolute; Let There be Light. A far off distant rumble answers to the call and the impetus

increases, all at once a piercing light clean fervent and white invades the darkness.

And He who caused the light to form acknowledges its merit then separates both entities

distinct and discrete, this light Henames as Day while the darkness He calls Night. His next

command calls forth the sky imposing segregation as it rises from the waters saying These will

be the Heavens.

He ponders on His labor with pleasing observation a working of perfection, but the work begun

is not yet done as He contemplates His next mandate. The waters which lie beneath the sky are

further separated as they respond once more to His imposing roar and amass in isolation.

The dry ground now exposed Heassigns to be the Land for the waters gathered in one place

He establishes a boundary then names it as the Sea. He pauses once again with approving

meditation.

All at once a concuss rumble breaks the quiet calm as the next decree is bellowed out directly

to the land, Bring forth vegetation. The land responds with plants and trees, majestic blooms

abundant fruit and herbs of every type, where each one yields specific seeds to bear more of its

kind. He takes another break to analyze and scrutinize the wonders ofHis produce.

Another charge now thunders forth directed at the sea Bring Forth the Fruit de Mer.

Obediently the sea replies yielding to His voice as the waters swarm with every form both

vertebrae and spineless, from the micro to the mega.

Continuing His labor He commands forth more creations Birds of Every Sort Come Forththe

sky complies and fills itself with every kind of feathered being. On the life just born before Him

he casts a pleasing eye, briefly appraising He files a good report.

He gazes at the land with pensive introspection, babbling brooks, spatial lakes ,exquisite

vegetation, flowers of vibrant voice. A vociferous vibration shakes the earth again as His next

command now strikes the land and forcefully demands Bring Forth Life of Every Type and Size.

Heeding once again with equal acquiescence the land abounds with every sound of diverse

animation from mammal and reptilian to every type of insect that creeps along the ground. He

takes time out once more delighting in His gain.

Birds that chirp and chatter in tuneful array, some are flying tree to tree as others soar the land

and sea. A range of scale and pitch so great echoes through a forest, a nightingale sings out his


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song distinctively melodic. A far off hollow beat is heard persistent and consistent, the source

reveals a Woodpecker; with expert ingenuity he hollows out his home.

A Hummingbird flies back and forth through flowers nectar rich, she draws in sweet secretion

through her long slender beak. The rapid movement of her wings create a pleasant hum, and

like the bees that buzz nearby she pollinates the flowers of orange pink and red.

An eagle soars and glides the skies a champion kite that dips and dives, swooping low then

rising high. While far below the ground a disciplined society are laboring and managing, the

hallmark of efficiency fertile and unified.

The gentle glow of the afternoon sun breaks softly through the trees, while on the grass below

a pleasant dew has formed, like precious drops of liquid jewels they shimmer and reflect. To

every local butterfly these cool clear beads of moisture bring welcoming relief.

A group of vocal geckos cheerfully convey in social interaction, embellished with designs bothintricate and simple, some display arresting blushes others bear more subtle shades while

others yet can change their hue.

A beautiful formation with skilled coordination transpires upon the sea as dolphins dance the

ocean in perfect harmony. A world class aqua ballet, their silhouettes against the sun that

shines so bright upon the waves, like rings of liquid gold glistening on the piercing blue.

And from beneath the ocean a fountain of fine mist spouts high, a spurt of living breath both

powerful and moist. Gracefully emerging ascending from the sea majestic huge and blue he

takes the deepest breath.

His tail is so impressive spacious and grand, he makes his steep descent as it reaches high and

wide, almost perpendicular. It crashes down with potent force upon the mighty sea, a vision of

beauty of exacting symmetry disappears beneath.

A turtle cruises through the sea his flippers move in perfect rhyme as a graceful bird that sails

the skies. Multitudes of jellyfish are squeezing and pulsating with tentacles of every length

that stream and dance behind them., Layers of delicate membrane water jet propelled,

intricate and colorful transparent and soft.

A squirrel searches out his patch as he forages for nuts and seeds, he gathers up and stores his

stash in multiple locations. To some he will return and feast while other hidden treasures draw

moisture from below, these planted seeds of trees and flowers begin to root deep in the

ground to reproduce their kind.


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Mountains of arresting stature decorate the skyline, some are capped white with snow while

others hosting waterfalls create a cooling mist, refreshing and delightful. Meadows rich and

fertile are sweet with every flower, among the tall well watered grass are spotted orchids pale

and pink and carpets of gold buttercups swaying in the gentle breeze.

At dusk a wondrous sight beholds as a million Wildebeest sweep the plains swiftly and with

regal poise. A gorgeous herd of Antelope impressive horns above their head merges with the

mighty drove.

While further down the plains are multitudes of Zebra with stripes so bright and beautiful, they

gather and prepare to join the thunder pack approaching. A compelling sea of diverse life

surges fast across the plains, through the grassy woodlands towards the lush savanna.

A cricket's call invades the breeze of the cool mellow virgin dusk, a shrewd and curious female

draws cautiously towards him. His alluring invitation modifies its pitch as his sweet and gentle

resonance starts to serenade.

Hovering above the earth the sun is poised to go below, waves of hot refracted air create the

evening ambiance. For several precious minutes the sky becomes a canvas, a dramatic work of

temporal art.

Vivid hues of red and gold unravel and amalgamate, the silhouettes of trees and rocks provide

the perfect contrast. A glowing ball of white begins to sink and dissipate as the first day draws

to close and nightfall starts to shroud the earth

The Song is now augmented with physical enhancement; the voice print ofAuthorityhas called

the Universe. Planetary masses orbiting the stars suspended in huge galaxies too numerous to

count, an animated crown of jewels in perfect equilibrium.

The multifarious universe; a playground of discoveries through science, art and math. Within

this vast array of physical creation a certain special galaxy contains the crown jewel, the earth

which has been chosen to host the life described.

Then Father, Son and Spirit while in collaboration came to this conclusion This Songthus far

has born great form, multitudes of diverse life both spiritual and natural. So let us now create

a life reflective of our image. A special life born not by voice but from the earths resources,

from nothing more than simple dust comes forth our Tour de Force

And so the canto was created exactly as described, the Sacred Handtook from the land a single

scoop of dust and from this basic element He fashioned a man. The man that He created was

lifeless and still, until a blast ofHallowed Breath caused the man to live, a moving breathing

wonder created from mere dust.


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When he opens up his eyes the man jumps to his feet, and the witnesses of heaven cheer as the

evidence comes clear. A man created from the dust who walks upon the earth is welcomed to

the Song.

An intense curiosity takes hold of his Creatorwho yields dominion of the earth which transfers

to the man. He waits to see what name he gives to every living thing. The interaction of the

man with all the treasures of the earth brings heartfelt joy to the One who is theAuthorof this

Song.

One day He scanned the earthsearching out the man when at last He spotted him this resolute

came forth Every creature on the earth does have a mate to procreate, but as for man he is

alone. It is not good to keep this man the only life form of his kind and so shall come forth out

of him another of his sort.

And then He caused the man to fall into a pleasant sleep while in this deep relaxing state He

opened up the man and took from him a rib. After he closed up the man He took the rib and

molded it into a living being.

When the man awakened a stunning vision caught his sight and bought forth this decree

Taken from my flesh and bone I have a soul mate of my own and I shall call her Woman

because she came from man

A strong attraction forms between these two created human beings and draws them to the

touch. The chemistry between them triggers an embrace; then the man takes up the lead as

both commence in dance.

The perfect combination of masculine and feminine, their fluid movements strong and smooth,

a showcasing performance of beauty strength and grace. When he enters into her a multitude

of chemicals concurrently explode, his seeds of love deposited their flesh exhilarated. The Love

which they experience becomes the glue that binds the two

Together they wrote poetry created dishes of delight, bathed in waters clean and bright,

smeared their skin with fragrant oils and tended to the land. Fresh waves of discovery arresting

and enriching furnish each new day.

Far beyond the exosphere The Witness of the Love that thrives observed their daily lives. Each

day He would visit them as eagerly they ran to Him bearing gifts of Eden treasure. A precious

time of fellowship where melodies so pure and clear resounding in the atmosphere like no

other verse can bring.


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With invidious detachment a sneering eye considers life; the one no longer of this Song and

Love is now his enemy, The evidence before his eyes the toxic threat of filthy pride is absent

from the Song of Life; the signature ofGreatness shines through every verse.

The sound and vision of his focus, the verse which shines above the rest theAuthormirrored in

the flesh. Blessed with powers of procreation to fill the earth with generations singing sweet in

exaltation, the Song has grown from strength to strength.

The adversary of this Song seethes and snarls in wrathful spite and emanates a chilling cry

loathsome and grotesque. Steadily it elevates blocking out the sound he hates, resplendent

worship from the Song.

Praises like he'd never heard where even mountains hills and springs as well as every living

thing resound their homage to the King. Remembering his former oath he stalks mankind and

bides his time planning for the strike of death.

When the woman was alone he coerced and he courted her until he charmed her into sin, then

the darkness entered in Ravaged of her innocence she sought the man and pulled him in, now

the Song is once again tainted with the filth of sin.

With odious disparage he taunts his opposition; instruments against the light, banished from

the tree of life, ejected out of Paradise. Though procreation will occur the jaws of death prevail

against every future human being.

He revels in the Song's demise blinded in his foolish pride, of fallen generations he hijacks their

allegiance and forces men to bow to him. A gaze of sadness shadows earth, the Gloryof the

Song of Life stifled by the weight of pride.

Misery and heartache reign, the jaws of death devour and drain, sickness and disease are rife

striking down the Song of Life a systematic genocide. This ruthless malevolent, merciless and

militant elevates his game Destruction by Deception.

The seeds of lies find fertile ground planted in the soul of man taking root deep in his core

they thrive like fungal spore. Greed and hatred triggers war horrific screams of fear and pain

substitute the former joy.

Like a tree corrupted deception locks its stranglehold and expedites contamination; the loss of

life is so immense every verse upon the earth stricken by the curse of death. Within the arsenal

ofDeceit a new and lethal weapon strikes bringing death before the sin, a new improved

efficiency crippling the Song of Life.


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TheThree who standin Unitywitnessing great suffering Theiraching grief is so intense Their

Love for man so immense Redemption demands its price, rescuing the Song of Life requiring

great sacrifice.

The canto cannot save itself, the Son He does not hesitate accepting what is asked ofHim; the

SaviorofHis Father'sSong. He must be born in fleshly form His sufferingsthey will be great to

make a path back to the Light.

High above a grazing field the brightest light invades the night, blinding terror overwhelms

lowly farmers on their watch. When the Heraldbreaks the news their fear quickly dissipates

their hearts consumed with Love and joy. A shining beacon radiates as choirs of Angels

dominate their sweetly praise a sign of hope, a celebration of the birth the Saviornow has

entered earth.

The adversary wastes no time in plotting for his heinous crime, his puppet filled with jealousy of

power hungry selfish pride, declaring death on innocence. Where every boy born in the land

who lives below the age of two falls victim to a bloody death.

Though pain cuts sharp and grief runs deep this brutal act of decimation fails to terminate the

Truth, bitterness begins to fester the pride within him feeds his hate, and so he waits to strike

another day.

A cruel and barbarous hunter stalks his prey just like before, assessing when the time is ripe to

execute contingency. Impervious tenacity sustains his dark ambitions, when the moment does

arise the Son has grown mature and wise.

Like a field of hidden mines the pathway of temptation Is fraught with evil treachery; the Son in

fragile human form confronting each and every one. On all accounts of artifice the adversary

tries his best but FAILS to lure or entice.

The Faithful One cannot be beat direct deceit cannot defeat; His furious opponent withdrawing

from the battle departing from His presence. Angels then surround Him as they strengthen

and they fortify.

The adversary ascertains the SonHe cannot be provoked, He won't be hoodwinked charmed or

coaxed; temptation is debilitated. But man is rampant with temerity an enemy of humility,

selfishness and jealousy fuels a poison mass mentality.

The adversary pulls their strings, and man responds to do his will, the ones the Son came down

to save were used to bring Him to thegrave. As the Son looks far ahead it actuates the tears He

sheds, for many will decline the Lighttheir stubborn hearts rejecting Life.


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Though sin He has not entertained the pain He bears is so insane, His fragile flesh is torn and

scarred but all His bones remain intact. The searing pangs of tortured flesh where every nerve

end signals pain, through a complex neural path up the spine and to the brain.

A righteous man cannot be killed for death derives its power from sin, the Father now must

turn His back while repercussion takes its toll. Abandoned and alone, His cries of pain and

anguish bring no answer from the Throne. The sacrificial Lamb must pay, the price for every

mortal sin, the consequences are endured, the blood is spent, and death now claims its prize.

The opposition celebrates, drunken onthe Blood of Virtue he makes his speech of victory The First

Verse came to save this Song yet He is mute, inanimate. No allegiance for the One no more honor

from His Song, all the honor comes to me all men serve my monarchy.

For two long days darkness feasted, dismal cries from those it cheated, Lightis absent from the earth;

hope is veiled by imposition, the sound of sweetness chsoked to silence. TheSacred Throne to make his

own his ego is inflated and pride is satiated.

But on the Sunday morn the Song became reborn, the First Verse welcomed back to Life the evidence is

born in Song the sound of sweetness has returned Anangry roar then chills the air a disbelieving

opposition learns of his defeat.

His only means of vengeance now, to block the path that leads to Light, denial through deception; many

will believe his lies and never make it back to Life. Though others will resist his charms to walk the path

and be redeemed the Song provides eternal Life.

Life has conquered death and sings it's praise through every breath Death to Death. The final verse

of victory Death derives it's power from sin, so where now is your victory oh death where is yoursting?


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