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Inconceivable
There is

a strength in me

that I don't understand.

Something fierce

is swelling

with intensity.

An incredible ferocity

permeates

the core of my being.



How can this be?

Power,

lacking anything sinister,

surges through me.

I am consumed by

a gentle,

and loving

might.



Hear the graceful battle cry ringing out?



Shrouded

in humility,

singing passionately,

a zealous drive to protect

is all-consuming.



Fierce lioness,

her mother's heart,

is compelled

to nurture.



Who is this wild creation?

Dancing

on the battlefield,

heart out for all to see,

She doesn't miss a beat.



Tenacious,

fighting with purpose.

Poetry in motion,

a paradox of perfection.

Embodiment of

an untamed,

infinitude.



The wild beauty

of

God's creation.

A great force

of light

resonates.
















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