In chambers, likened heofon, He shields us, sate…
in luxe estate
Inside the screech of animosity’s rife…
His quiet does…entice.
When tentacles of rue seek…to belie
His garments…hide.
Tolerance…that bears our broken intents…
is…His Love’s…circumvent.
Emmanuel…!
Jehovah…!
Ja…!
Unceasingly…in merciful vapors
…You Are!
PS 18:1-2, 68:19-20, 86:10
©jmsbell-4/12/2023
Sandie
Loved this woman of God!