Winter looms in brilliant sparkle. Icy cold relentless power.
Frozen blood where bleeding pounded/chills of pain when love is sounded
Winter looms in brilliant color. Reflecting light, the sun is mirrored.
Stranger warmth beneath its snow/painted darkness fear is thrown
-- Heavy is the hearts distant lover -- mourning and repentance must find its place --
-- confounded by truth and appearance -- suspended smiles from a Holy thunder --
Winter crushes dreams of beauty. Only the reality of cold remains.
This then becomes beauty.
1 comment:
hi babe-
you should read some of his posts:
http://biblewithhugh.blogspot.com/
have a wonderful day =)
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