Pure In Heart
Blessed are those hearts pure by water once again
Not water from the sea, lake or oasis
But water from the living fountain of rain
They will see the forethought of light with statis
As the spring of living waters with no drain
The pure shall see you, the fountain, through gnosis
They are blessed, they drink from your mouth with no pain
You, God of light and truth, our pure hearts’ basis
Copyright © David Hyatt-Bickle | Year Posted 2022
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