Entry Into The Lent Poem by Liza Sud

At midnight your six questions,
With exclamatory mark.
Maybe we'll rhyme together?
For our love just like that.

Maybe better with prayer
I will enter this lent.
Feelings flashed like a razor
I still see a burn there.

One should not repel fondness!
And I gave you embrace.
But God came in my soul,
Sweeping over the edge.

Will be lent - will be demons,
But you never feel fright,
A miraculous era,
When so close is God.

All Himself to accomplish
To the prise-ring He goes,
As for lents - I adore them.
It is heaven on earth.