Purity in form of the snow-white dove-
Innocence in eyes of a doubtless child,
Consideration in outstretched palm-
Wisdom in the unwavering mind…
“Split a piece of wood, and I’ll be there…”
That aching wound begging release-
On bending knee…believe in me.
An open heart will reprimand-
Of fallen strength, and fallen man…
“Lift a stone, and there you’ll find me…”
Awaiting patiently, Timelessly-
Forgiveness…you shall see.
Come raw and open to me-
No longer shall you grieve…
devina...girl this is AWESOME...
this is SO perfect.
WOW...it just glows...
this is one you should be real proud of!!
take care, jm
...when you walked into the room, I saw their faces,
you made it feel like time was standing still...and I felt fascination...
then you turned and smiled in my direction...
and my heart...gave me away.