Behold the storm


	\| home Aan die bors van lilil \| All through the valley \| A million years and more \| Behold the storm \| Bound in the eyes of her Father \| Burst open your seeds my love \| Do you know her...? \| Fire upon a tree \| Hy is tuis \| I am fine \| I feel like a deer \| Klein skêrtjie in die hand \| lilli and the twelve baskets \| lilli en die geknoopte tonge \| lilli stap die NG-Kerke binne \| Mmmmm... lilli \| NO time to play \| Out of a tiny seed. \| The day when God cried \| The last mile \| The sum Behold the storm I had a prayer and I had a dip and a little sleep. I woke as the thunder. It is like I am a thunderstorm. Ready to give ALL that is inside me. And I have a LOT. It also feels like I am going forth with great anger and speed. Being driven by love. Being drawn by the same. Knowing I would stop at nothing and wait for nothing and oversee nothing. I am going to open myself and pour out. Some will see me coming. There will be no hiding place though... for where I am going to pour out there is no shelter. From what I am about to give, there is no hiding place. All will be receiving for my rage is aimed at earth. I will cool myself down upon those unexpecting. I will lather myself upon those going on as if I have no love. As if I am just empty. I will give MYSELF and I will hold nothing back. Who will warn them? Who will call with a loud voice... BEHOLD A STORM IS ON THE WAY..!! GET READY..!! SEEK SHELTER..!!! Yes, who will warn them. And even if there was one brave man on this earth... Even then no one will heed unto his voice for all of earth is blind and deaf and their desire is NOT UPON ME. I tell you... this is coming and there is no stopping me. For look..!! I am here.