His perfect light forever was.
His local star, His skies
Are messaging our retinas,
Much greater than our eyes.
His perfect light, His only Son,
Though moons may still suppress,
Remind us He has overcome
Our dark with His lightness.
Retinas
"And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city." – Isaiah 1:8
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Wow! This is amazing. It’s so focused, creative, and thought-provoking. Can’t wait to read more.
Thank you so much!
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