My Bible
In a corner, forgotten and gray,
Lay my Bible, where dust would play.
Neglected pages, untouched by hand,
A treasure abandoned, like shifting sand.
But in my quest for answers deep,
I returned to those words I used to keep.
Within the covers, a world unfurled,
A sacred refuge, a shelter for my soul.
With each page I turn, a whisper from the past,
Revealing wisdom that will forever last.
Words of wisdom, echoing through time,
Guiding my heart, like a gentle chime.
In verses once obscured, now crystal clear,
The doubts and questions begin to disappear.
In every story, a lesson to embrace,
A sanctuary of truth, a boundless space.
Through trials and triumphs, you find your way,
Within those pages, where miracles do lay.
I discover peace, hope, and grace,
In the sacred words, a holy embrace.
From the dust it rose, now cherished and dear,
A faithful companion, forever near.
my Bible, a guiding through life's grand scheme,
A source of enlightenment, a divine beam.
So let it speak to me, as my journey unfolds,
In its verses, find serenity to behold.
For in its pages, the answers reside,
Embracing your soul, in truth, they reside.
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