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@ Poetstry
2025-05-24 18:55:11
My #children sleep, the house is still,
But hearts outside walk winter's chill.
They know Him not, His gentle will,
While darkness climbs life's lonely hill.
I see the lost, the empty stare,
And lift them up in silent #prayer.
This heavy burden, hard to bear,
That light and #truth they do not share.
Beneath the #icons, lampada bright,
I weep for souls who miss His #light.
May He reveal the path of right,
And bring them home from endless night.
It starts with us, a living gleam,
Reflecting love, a holy dream.
To cast His net in life's wide stream,
And save them from the drowning scream.
#OrthodoxLife
#FaithJourney