The Order, by George Chow
I got a sit..
Emptiness haunt, sins of no mercy i notice.
Only the order fullfill my soul.
How age molds and how i have become,
knowing this affinity can be far.
But i realize the greatness of time pass by,
some pay it by death,
some grand it of suffering,
for me to know God's order,
is meant two of the same kind,
fit into the order..
till the possibllty beckon faith,
if we both can share,
its when God did the work on two worlds.
To where fears are conqured by all love,
and the sit is worth awaits..
by the Holy of all these time.
|Posted: 2017-04-17 03:06:11 UTC|
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