Precious Dreams - Poem by Yuliy Valenko
Precious is the sight
Knowledge of glad visions
Dreams of a road so bright.
Lift up your head
With your firm and manly look
sight not back but fro instead.
Walk out your inmost wants
taking steps all-together perfumed
by sincerely spoken prayerful taunts.
He is nigh, still leading you to glory
pouring out His everlasting peace
ever calling to His wonderful story.
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