In the beginning God cried…
He cried for His fallen Angel
and He cried for His Son
His tears forming the great rivers and oceans
His sighs the vast deserts
His pain the tall mountains
His light from the darkness
His love the first garden upon which we sinned
—in the beginning God cried
(Ronald McDonald House: December,2021)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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