lifted up

reflective in returning love you sing, errant days filled me, fed me illusion's gate in temperate stream

welled up within me, a hunger uncurbed by nature's calling

seven sacraments to song, versed in Christ

should strength desert me, they'll come

x

Posted By: earthleakage, Oct 21, 03:05:24

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