Contra to all light there is
no straight paths - but one.
So, if yours is a rainbow, after a storm:
You'll still reach home, a chosen one.
God's rainbow is strong
His - is a double helix, bound up?
Close to your own heart and soul.
You'll chalice all His love up
Like a hopelessly sinking vessel
Then you'll be his radiant golden tulips.
Even if your stem is bent.
for god's love is strong for you.
Contra to all light there is
No straight paths - but one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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