capture in the deepest
sweet pain the galloper of the past,
viewed in the luminous heart of crystal
drops of every tears, the sorrow
of passion of Christ Jesus, comes
the salvation in the Calvary
leave me the mantle of the cape, and hold
me the oracle of the future,
the blood and water has been the center
of my saving grace
come my Dear Child and settle its breeze
and take the zoom
of forgiveness offered so the sins
maybe forgiven... Amen
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