Quatrain of Frozen Soul
Frozen Soul - one with no feeling
I hear whispering in my
ear, like royal thunder,
drifting from
God.
It's a sound I've never
heard before, the
vibrations seem so
odd.
Why would God be talking
to me, I never asked
Him for his
guidance?
Perchance He wishes to
warm my frozen soul,
drifting like a block
of ice.
Yorktown Disciple
1998
Order # 2672
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