A sonnet of Solace
Contaminated in desperation,
my heart longs for your voice to heal its wounds.
Though weary, my mind seeks restoration.
My soul awaits on words to make it swoon.
If your endless love is the ocean’s tune,
let my soul forever be lost at sea.
Humbly drowned in mercy,Oh so soon,
I leave all my woe to find heaven’s key.
Let every step get me closer to thee.
Yet if ever I should fall to the ground,
let the first to touch it then be my knees.
This I pray; to love may my heart be bound.
Each humble breath is now for your glory.
Each moment becomes part of this story.
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