Sight of the blind

The eyes That watch the stars, Desire to be filled, Only see What the wind blows away what fades in the dust. But there is a sight, That sees beyond The beauty of the stars the brightness of the moon To the voice of God His breath for the created. That sight that needs No…

Living Christ

He died for all All were saved, at the cross The cross that bore new life Existing at the end of self death Birthing all that is not seen By the seeker of HE, He who died for all. Pato.

Yield back To the force of God Of love Purity And abundance. Till when Will you confide in your strength That lacks a multitude And needs the shelter of God For you are for God. Bask there in Pato..

Christ’s presence..

Night breaks in All the eyes of day are shuttered Carrying along blindness And a hiding of the worthy Hopeless minds Override the sun Up and down a dark Till a little star of hope Breaks through the printless sky forms a twist of destiny Pato.

Crayon of faith 2

Our crayon of faith Shade a glorious tomorrow Keep it from becoming a shuttered glass Let it shade the scriptures Back to your life. It has always been Your life. Let the world gaze at Christ Pato...