Away
With you - to some quiet space,
from lurid qualifying's haze,
that sanctions less of you in my embrace,
and disembarks all holiness in grace.
I pray to know thy substance in mine - brace,
as no foul wind could obstinate with trace,
and sound of hurt confine to one exchange,
thy building in my mind, as in thee, place.
Away - some timeless hold, as when thy face
is in all life I know, as seeing raise
a hope, that God's true promise not appraise,
from when a value subjects cost, then stays.
This happening - all life that lifts to praise,
is love from God for you ...satisfied ways!
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