Jesus
He stood there in the front of the room bathed in light
and suddenly he turned into a halo right before my eyes
All that was once invisible to me was now a Holy matter
and all the things I oft kept shut were opened wide ajar
He was kindness personified and as he framed me still,
I heard the swoosh of his gown as he came forward to
wrap his arms around me tight, and then he whispered,
"I Love You So"
as he nodded deeply it was then I understood why,
though I was unfit to untie His dusty leather sandal
I was the one who had to wipe the tears away from
His moonstruck cheek
He turned me into a Mystic with a hashtag, "meek"
and then He turned me into strong,
in His Tudor house of LOVE...
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2020
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