To Whom Does This Come
To whom does this come,
When joy is co-dependent,
The comfort of a promised one,
Resurgent and resplendent.
The uncontested dignity,
That resonates in full,
Reflects a morning glory,
In the dawning of a soul.
The promise made of pure intent,
Is born of mortal passion,
And yet, it whispers kindly,
In the portal of compassion.
Gifting us and sifting us,
In virtues to discover,
The value of a happy heart,
Is lifting one another.
The glory of eternity,
No majesty can render,
But perfect peace in victory,
Whenever we surrender.
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