Complete and sacred love

In honor of service
my soul is not lost
friend of silences,
of lonely and calm.

Prostrate on my knees
I truly adore your glory
in an attitude of clemency
I dedicate my poem to you​

With prayer and song
you are the Majesty
that I invoke at dawn.

You are my hankering
the girl of my eyes
the clarity in the darkness
the reason for my sleeplessness
my everything in existence.​

Making up my attention
your teachings guide me:
The Sermon on the Mount
you choose me for your mission.

Thousands times I repeat that I love you
for the umpteenth time I thank you
—Each good or bad day—

My Crucified Lord.​

©Cris Ryan

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Walking by faith... and having the real assurance...
that God will be by your side... at all the times you claim his name.

 

my friend, I claim at down, the best hour of the day for pray and sing. Best regards for you. Thanks for the coment.

 

I needed to read this today, thank you very much my dear friend.
XOXOX

 

Guadalupe Cisneros-Villa, esto es un juego de nunca acabar, es como los trenes de larga travesía, que uno se cansa de contar los vagones que arrastra. Thank you very much for your conment.