Heart Upon Heart
The Mighty King, leaving, twilight's turmoil..
And this world behind; while walking quitely into
Their room ? Gazing about the colourful crib
Within soft stillness; as baby sleeps peacefully
Not knowing, that they were born blind ?
Swirling of emotions deeply such love; His....
Little one begins to cry ? Everlasting, lifting them high.
Copyright © Johnny Rhinem | Year Posted 2013
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