Friday, December 16, 2011



Easily captivated
By a Glory
Whose radiance washes
All other worlds sallow,
And swallows my sight,
And strikes a sound
That sets my heart
Afire with hunger,
And ravishes my breath
And rends my speech
With worship that words
Serve but wanly to express;
All Your own: I surrender –
But oh!
To be consumed!

© 2011 Avril VanderMerwe

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