Mark 12: 3 And they
caught him, and beat him, and sent him away empty.
A Tally of Rays
Earthbound glory I
feel its touch
Radiance beholden me
Worthwhile fury I
know too much
Credence to freely
be
Knocking on my
fastened door
Besieged my inner
plan
Darkened naught
forever more
Bequeathed me with
its stand
Every facet of the
brilliant Light
Beckoned my internal
pleas
Constant in its goal
to find
I reckon to appease
I shine amid mere
mortal beings
Sanctity at its best
A vacancy there no
longer exist
Iniquity is laid to
rest.
Matt. 4: 16 The people which
sat in darkness saw great light; and to them which sat in the region and shadow
of death light is sprung up.
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