Hannah Galactic
BEULAH
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1 min readNov 22, 2020

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A poem is meant to be heard.

You will want to rotate your phone.

Union

A Poem of Powerful Intimacy

I step into the water and lift my hands up high
It wouldn’t seem such a bold move
Except for the lightning in the sky

An observer would declare suicide
But it is for life I reach,
And not just any life, but the source, nay, the very power gauge of heaven

And when we meet in electric touch
The very Kingdom of Heaven advances over the waters
Power surges through the air
And the movement of my arms shapes the atmosphere

The thrill is unique to say the least, but the power alone is not its source
Instead, it’s the union of man to God

Perfectly pulsating, perfectly real, and most importantly, perfectly right.

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BEULAH
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