::WRITINGS OF OLD, WRITINGS OF NEW...SORROWS OF TIMES & JOY FOR WHAT'S DUE...SOME THINGS I WILL, SOME THINGS I DO...EITHER WAY I'LL FOLLOW LIFE'S CLUES:: ~Keila Coate Womack
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Savior
You are my escape when the pandemonium of life closes in
You lift every harsh word that has ever wilted my soul
You have bestowed the delicacy of a humble king
You have adorned my head with a crown of graceful kisses
You have nourished my reckoned sight back to health
You have carried me on an everlasting wing
You have covered the grief with healing oil
You have given me the sky on an unending flight
You have engraved promises on the tablets of my heart
You are the beginning and the end of me
~k
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