Oh, The Naive Holy Ghost

I've been feeling Love,
I've been feeling the Isle Presence,
I've sensed it, The Holy Dove
is Naive for his confidence,
 
his Innermost Belief and Faith
that They are Loyal to Him
The residents of Paradise, Saith
He, Will Never Abandon My Hymn!
 
He's been playful and sweet,
goofy, with a smile of marigold,
for the Centre, The Heavenly Beat
is Pure Forevermore, it's Told!
 
Protected from all that's corrupt,
from all bad intentions against him,
God's thunderstorms that erupt
are his tears abandoned within.
 
Hosanna! God's indestructible,
just as Paradise's Levels positioned,
In vain the attacks of the culpable,
Havona's Love's Unconditioned.

And This Makes Him so Vulnerable!
 
Yes, indeed, I know so Sure,
Havonians are Loyal to The Trinity,
I upheave myself and tour
in the synesthesia of the Divinity...
 
"Sing to Me, You Loyal Child!
This is Where the Absolute Reigns!
All the Tears of Cold so Mild....
I can see your Deepest Pain...!
 
I always Give my Children What they Want.
Alas, Responsibility does come With Choices!
You May Seem to have become an Absolute Wound..
But Eternal You Are, as Life This Truth Rejoices..!"