Oh Creator of Light, enlighten our souls
The hearts are broken, so mend them again
And bring us home
To joy eternal
Oh Creator of hearts,
The hearts are torn, so sew them whole
Thou art the Beloved
Hearer of all prayer, Oh Lord
Oh Beloved of the hearts,
That which cannot be said, You've heard
And that which was said behind the veiled hearts,
You've witnessed
To You alone would we turn our joys and calamities!
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Starry Skies(My Poems)
RandomUnder the starry sky, I talk to God Under a million stars, a thousand thoughts Those silent glittering diamonds, without a warmth, Even in death, do I still admire.. (Poetry, Short story poetry form, and whatever)
