A Sense of God
It comes with the Light,
driving darkness to dust,
breathing life into death,
freeing all touched softly.
There is a special way of seeing,
of seeing without your eyes--
there is a special way of hearing,
a way of hearing beyond human ears--
and a way of smelling a rose
before its seed is in the earth--
and a way, a miraculous way,
of touching a beating heart
with unseen hands....
It took no more
than one drop
of His blood
to save a world
lost in fear...
lost in madness....
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