A Poet's Psalm of Praise
Imagine
you can see
what your ears hear
and they see
what your eyes watch
as you dwell
in the
Sanctum Sanctorum
of prayer
while communing
with The Most High
whose returned gifts
are beyond
all other words
except:
“Halleluiah…Amazing Grace!”
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