King Jesus

Behold the King of Kings,

He strolls above chaos,

Leaving order in his wake.

His eyes pierce through rock,

Perceiving that which hides behind locked doors.

Nothing is hidden from His gaze.

The stillness of death,

Broken by one breath.

The King is alive.

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Your love is a whirlpool. Whirling me ever closer to the centre... The centre... The centre of your heart. Dipping my toe, Whisked away...

The thief comes to rob a full house, Clever as a serpent, Silent as a mouse, Perhaps we aught to be observant. Clever as a serpent,...