Upon the Lord, I have called;
and the world will not have stonewalled
my prayer to Christ Who loves me,
Who gently strides, barefoot, through my soul
and marks it with His Holy Name
that this world can never pull
from me. I am His, and He is God's Regnant Son:
I want to love Him in the words set down by Poet Solomon,
for Jesus has put upon me His claim:
I belong to Him---always, forever and in full.
His merciful and abundant grace
has set me in that wide, glorious place.
J-Called, an Orthodox Christian
If not ourselves before our
If not ourselves before our Creator whom else could we be authentic and free?
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Thank you, sir, and yes, you
Thank you, sir, and yes, you are absolutely right!
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]
Mist welcome
Mist welcome
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver