We must Learn to Love More
Does time sweep the dust
from the mirrors that we
View our righteousness,
honor and self dignity?
What trampled with hush
upon purity’s blush..
Did pride cling to fear
and leave specs not all clear?
Grant wisdom bring wings
to restore grace and humble things.
We must learn to love more
and join Mercy’s true Pour.
No thing or single stand
is worth more than Love’s Hand.
Join out and pray in
that like us, worlds begin.
©2012 Linda Willows
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