I Adore


Quiet reverie descends to silence my soul.

With  angels, I adore.

Mother, mild, and Holy Child embrace me with a smile.

With the lowly, I adore.

Without the chill of winter.

Within the warmth of  holy Love.

With all of Heaven, I adore.

copyright 2014 Joann Nelander

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