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@ Poetstry
2025-06-14 20:55:09
Icons dim, a world ablaze,
My children's cries pierce through the haze.
The screens all glow, a siren's call,
Whispering lies that grip us all.
I kneel and pray, the beads I hold,
For wisdom true, more pure than gold.
To guide their steps, to shield their hearts,
From poisoned darts and clever arts.
The #Liturgy's chant, a gentle stream,
Washing clean this troubled dream.
To find the Truth in still, small voice,
And make the better, harder choice.
The #Theotokos, our guiding star,
Leads us from darkness, near and far.
My family's safe embrace I seek,
A father's love, both strong and meek.
#Faith #OrthodoxChristian