How he must love me – a Poem by Chanty

My Savior loved me back to wholeness. My dearest soul-mate loved me back to completeness. Standing on the edge of a cliff, feeling the wind on my skin, I stand in owe of his great love. Gently, softly loving me. Gently, softly embracing me home, The clouds wave by swiftly by the winds, sun rays …

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