Majesty In Winter. Poem by Luke Curcio

Majesty In Winter.



Its hidden. Not all can see it.

Not all will. Maybe not all can.

To them you are the bitter and the chill.

To me, the calming whose language knows no speech.

Now I know, that God can be bitter to those that can't see.

God the Son clothed in majesty.

Monday, July 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: god,jesus,snow,winter
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