the cobwebs of the earth are being torn down
it is done by the seperate
not the separate from but the seperate unto
unto the Lord we are.
every breathe let it be a prophecy
agreeing with the wind
representing and standing in the gap for life
feeling and being the unseen
we cant see the wind
but we can feel it so we know its real
we cant see you
but cant deny the reality of you either