Monday, April 28, 2014


Puzzle and possibility. Marred yet wonderfully made, forged by hands that know behemoth and minutiae. Despite myself I give you praise. Suffused darkness with Light, showcasing your long glory. The privilege of knowing surpassing the burden of the cost. Death for life, you aide my plight. Replacing poison with balm you comfort and redeem, my knight, my rock, my all. My Saviour.

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