A burrowing passion,
Eagle-eyed and restrained;
Every cog in a surly wheel
Burns awkwardly
To the spinning axel
Of a profound
And unnerving wherewithal.
The pillowy, built-up clouds
Sneaking in the atmosphere,
That glorious hymn echoing
The Lord’s beautiful rose -
A resplendent gift;
These enormous cliffs
That truly espouse
A lofty ember
And loving regalia.
A monumental behest
That God’s love encircles;
The range of hubris and healing
Meant to emphatically offset
His knowledge and profundity.
The regal acclaim
Of His bejeweled majesty…
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