Poem: Song of Consolation
If I will be lost,
I want to be lost in You.
Curled up in Your loving arms,
forehead kiss and warm embrace,
God; my dying soul’s solace.
Photo by Luis Dalvan
If I will be lost,
I want to be lost in You.
Curled up in Your loving arms,
forehead kiss and warm embrace,
God; my dying soul’s solace.
Photo by Luis Dalvan