+ 9TH POEMS: Yet In Christ's Presence, I Become Coerulescent

[Revelation 22:16, Mark 4:39]


Elder Poet, Nugator, in the Poetry

you signed, thus, you found in that signature,real identity.

Turned toward Christ, the bright and morning star,

my soul becomes delightedly efflourescent,

and I testify that I am, in His Light, Coerulescent.

And doubt's insidious perversity

shrinks from, and shrivels continuously

in, Christ's presence:  He is always near, never far,

calming my inner storms that become quiescent.



Coerulescent


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