Brought Into Love
Being brought into love, our eyes truly see,
The difference between false and reality,
For without love there would be no growth,
Pain can tear us apart, yet we still value love the most,
We can stand a million miles away, through indifference and perspective,
Yet love will find a way to come in and connect us,
Its power goes beyond our reasoning and draws us in,
Covering up a multitude of sin,
Forgiveness and repentance renews our spirit,
Trusting in love when the enemies against us,
Loves intent cleansing back to its original state,
Physically surrounded yet free bringing me back to this place,
Time will stand still, and all love is restored,
This recharge tells me there is so much more.
Copyright © Cortney Bartholomew | Year Posted 2016
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