Thorns In The Sand
- Connor Pohlman, Creative Corner & Opinion Editor
- Mar 1, 2024
- 1 min read
By: C-J
thorns and gall
red stains fall
my own flesh
and blood what would’ve been stopped by the flood but the rainbow promises it can’t
my Son above was once below in coated arms that He has sown for all who open reap
He cries out
like He did
as my babe
i see youth
what is truth
a white dove
it’s His love
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