The fountain of love sprouting from forgiveness
From the moist eyes of the smothered Soul
Tears those bore witness to His son's blood
Tears that lie smouldering the broken pieces of a whole
A father's guilt of letting his son go off his finger
A father's pain of watching the son stifled in chains
A father's rage from an unbearable pain
Reigns the father's heart crying like an unceasing rain
The fountain of salvation that rose
With the denial of the pure-blood's innocence
From the Hands that poured wrath
To mar the visage of His own son. . . . .
For the only gift that ripped love from the Father's heart
For Salvation
I ask you, you and me. . . . .
Both have tread on the wrong paths,
Both are treading on the wrong waters,
Both, who have accepted evil in our walks. . . . .
Does salvation remind you a saga of love greater than this universe
Does it remind you of the love greater than time
Does it remind you the realm of love
Does it remind you the meaning of sacrificed love
Not of the love the father had for the son
But of the love he had for you
But of the love he had for us
Embrace salvation
Embrace the dormant pain in that love
Embrace yourself
Because there was your share
when that fountain of salvation rose. . . . .
- Jeswyn m.
The words -
Salvation : saving or being saved; sprout : put forth; smother : suffocate; smoulder : burn slowly without flame or internally; stifle : suppress; rage : violent anger; wrath : extreme anger; mar : spoil, disfigure; visage : face; tread : walk, step on; saga : long heroic story; realm : kingdom; embrace : hold closely in arms; dormant : lying inactive, sleeping
Love Thee, My Lord
deeloves Jesus
ReplyDeleteP.S.Made me cry
ReplyDelete@Deanna......thankyou for the gesture ma'am :)
ReplyDeletethankyou so much :)