Hello. It is eleven 2. September 11. 2023. I would like to read off my first poem of God for today. It is called break like fire. It is to the mountains of the daughter of Zion. For Zion's sake I will not keep silent. Let us journey on our way and I will go ahead of you. He will break out like fire in the house of Joseph. What this means to me is break like fire. I wrote this poem a few months ago