Tink tink; I feel dry.
Tink tink; I overflow.
Tink tink; I look up at the sky.
They say eagles are a sign of good luck, but all I saw was a vulture.
Tink tink; does that mean death?
Death to my old ways?
Death to a bitter soul?
Death to my unruly ways?
Tink tink; I’m a well.
Freshly dug, and I keep digging deep.
Tink, tink I’m stubble and stone.
My life’s just begun!
I see new beginnings!
Tink tink; a garden grows.
Tink tink; its harvest time.
Tink tink; my harvest has grown!
Tink tink; I’m beaten upon the floor.
Tink tink; yes I feel pain.
Tink tink; the shaft is gone!
Tink tink; I see the fire!
Its a blazing flame.
I don’t smell flesh, its amazing grace!
Tink tink …the stubble is gone.
Tink tink; I’m firm and strong
Tink tink; I sing a song.
Tink, tink I cry aloud ” I’ve been remade and redeemed.”
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, I give Yah praise!
In Yahushua’s name.
Tink tink: Shalom!
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