Monday 9 February 2015

To be

To be free
we must flee
from immorality
To live in liberty
we would pass through the door
that opens to the grass at the edge of the sea
To be healed
we must feel
somehow unwell
and seek help
For he comes to the sick
and dying
offering
a very good thing
Grace and Love, healing
from above
For he is your comfort
Call and you shall be heard
Pray and you shall be fulfilled
Speak and you shall have word
The world is yours anew
.

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