Come to His Mother
How to approach this Love-
So pure it terrifies me!
Perhaps I will go it It’s mother.
The most perfect woman;
Written into His passionate
Love story with man.
The Light reflecting off her begins
To melt my heart.
I hold her hand… and trembling,
I ask her to introduce me to the Word.
Being full of grace,
She does not fear entering
Into His Glorious Presence.
Comforting me,
Guiding me,
Proud of me;
She places me in the arms of her Son.
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