1 Kings 19:12A Poem by PadfootBlackYou came to me as a fawn fragile and gentle to still my troubled heart. There were no thunderbolts or earthquakes but i could not mistake the majesty reflected in Your soft brown eyes with a white speckled back and unsteady legs that wobbled when You walked. i suppose You don't always display Your strength for all to see sometimes You know that Your children just need a fuzzy-eared friend to remind them that the world is still beautiful even when its people are not.
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