The Infinite Set - Shadows of Ruach

In shadows deep, where worlds entwine,
Where earthly paths with dark combine,
There lurks a force, a wicked wind,
Not flesh, but whispers of the sinned.

Ruach ra'ah, the breath of ill,
From Genesis to Job’s own will,
They roam like lions, seeking prey,
In unseen realms, they lead astray.

No wings like seraphs, nor form of man,
But they dance where the tempter's plans began,
As in the garden, where Eve was swayed,
Their counsel dark, our hearts invade.

In realms unknown, they craft deceit,
As Legion spoke in man's retreat,
"Many we are," yet none can see,
The chains they forge, invisibly.

In wilderness, where Christ was tried,
These spirits came, with lies applied,
"Turn stone to bread," they softly pressed,
Yet by the Word, they were suppressed.

They prowl in darkness, like the night,
"Prince of the power of air," takes flight,
Yet in His name, they quake and fall,
For even now, they heed His call.

So gird the heart, and guard the mind,
For in these cracks, their hold we find,
With ruach dark, they seek to claim,
The light within, to dim His name.

But know this truth, as James has said,
Resist the dark, they'll flee in dread,
For by His blood, the battle's won,
And in the light, their deeds undone.