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About This Poem
Only Through Him
Ravaged, but, not torn
immersed in subtle light
I ride the torrent reality
of the world's deceitful guise
In moments lost and hopeless
lamenting flesh and life
a small voice still comes calling
to rise above the strife
Retreating within my silence
I light a flame of truth
unfurling the sacred paper
enrapturing psalms of birth
Within a calm surrender
where clarity fills my sight
He delicately lays a promise
on my spirit with love divine
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