Through His Presence
I’ve walked too long
Through darkened allies
I’ve breathed the smoke
Of hell’s scorn and fury
My anger infinite
Now finite
Through his presence
I hear the birds chirp
Golden nests strung
Orchids’ petals
Morning dew fragrance
Through his presence
Love begins to paint
A picture
Red roses
And streams and brooks
And belongings unaltered
Through his presence
Oak wood creaks
Arms outstretched
Kisses
So bliss
The beginning to
Heritage, family trees
Peaceful tides
Through his presence
Winter’s kisses are lighter
Autumn’s leaves blush brighter
Spring’s birth comings angelical
Summer’s sun filled rays
Shine right through my soul
Through his presence
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