…So I averted my eyes,
till they fell upon Christ,
and Christ hid me…
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…And O I hear the birds sing,
a choir of echoes, bouncing off
battered cliffs rejoicing …
…I look within.
You my Lord, wait there in silence.
In grief, you weep over my wound.
Come, take my hand
touch my wound,
what can come from this
so I weep – no more?
A tale on the continual fall of dominating powers and the eternal reign of the Kingdom of God.
A tale on the continual fall of dominating powers and the eternal reign of the Kingdom of God.
In the shadow of your wings
the tempest’s frenzy bites.
And yet, You move my heart…
Creation speaks with its Creator on human hubris.
A recital of a voyager’s tale of brokenness and restoration.
The bread and wine of life…