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@ Poetstry
2025-06-11 04:55:11
A sower's hand, on stony ground,
My children's hearts, where seeds are found.
The #MustardSeed, so small, so deep,
A father's hope, in slumbering sleep.
The prodigal returns at last,
A broken son, from shadows cast.
Forgiveness dawns, a holy light,
Embracing love, with all its might.
Lost #Sheep I seek, in worldly maze,
Through tear-filled nights, and prayerful days.
The Father's love, a guiding star,
To lead them home, from lands afar.
Each parable, a painted icon,
Of sacrifice, and paths to Zion.
My legacy, these truths to bind,
Within their souls, true peace to find.
#OrthodoxFaith #ChristianLife