setting feet back to paths straightened
moving back to Grace,
finding actual tales told,
those once silently preached in the inside of men.
moments where truth becomes truth
that Alpha and Omega is the same omnipresent.
baby steps carried by Grace;
back to whistling peace,
whirling joy,
to that still small voice.
“I am still the way, truth and the life.”
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Fragrance of Christ 