7 Lines, 7 Words: Rhyme
SPIRITUAL LOVE
There is now no condemnation,
We are encompassed by His love,
No need for dire consternation,
Hold Him in reverence above,
His unearthliness, my reason,
For apathy, there's no season,
It's predilection for His dove.
11/16/18
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2018
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