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@ Poetstry
2025-05-26 03:55:11
He hangs above, a steady Gaze,
Through changing #children's days.
My #heart finds rest upon His brow,
He was, He is, He is here now.
His #love, a depth I cannot see,
Reflects my own for those with me.
I teach their hands to cross and trace,
Towards the #light within His Face.
In trials faced, in burdens deep,
He is the #strength my soul must keep.
The #hope He gives, it guides our way,
Through darkness and the break of day.
O #Son of #God, my life's true North,
You give my earthly labour worth.
Protect this home, this small, frail fold,
More precious than fine dust of #gold.
#OrthodoxDad
#JesusChrist