Winds of decision blowing. Trying to retreat,Behind the shattered walls of a glass house. My shouts fall into the silence.In my arrogance,I dig a shallow grave for my innocence. I observe the aura of a lunar eclipse.In this darkness, the shadows disappear.Then, my eyes see a shooting star.I am suddenly consumed by Your immeasurable greatness!Continue reading “It’s A New Day”
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