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Coram Deo Vivere - Living In the Presence of Christ
On the seven hills, virtue arrives concealed - The discalced cross the hill country, making haste - A presence quickening the littlest of hearts... Privileged to greet him along the rocky passes. Climbing the ten stringed peak, Untold souls in silence, harmonize espousal glory, Not alone moving mountains, but faith forward with empty hands, full. At the four corners, thunder echoes - Peeling hearts, stripping their core bare, With quiet voices - mouthpieces roaming the earth in stillness of soul. In the distance, soaring birds in flight on his breath, Lift longing breasts to the heavens in solitude, Singing angelic hymns with one heart and mind, Rejoicing in revelations of truth from above. At the three tiered platform, Between the hills and the sky, Resting martyrs, concealed in his blood, Bowed heads leaning upon the wooden beam. At the time of visitation, Unrecognizable to many, Known only to faithful followers, The Holy Face of Christ not hidden, His appearance simply out of view!
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