I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars. — Og Mandino

MIRIAM

In a darkened room,
alone, within reach of
His Body

Hands, clasped
Heart, pounding
Head, looking up with a Yearning

Longing for the Seed
of His Godhead
to return to her Womb

Where He Came from

Her Prayer–deep within
Her Loins, she whispers,
Come, Come to me dear Jesus

Pray for us sinners

— Abraham Menashe
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