GloriaA Poem by Maria Morisot
Zeal for The Lord
overtook me, but oh, my zeal For The Immaculate Conception! I’ve conquered death, in the drab, unending oceans of demonic powers; If only to protect, her holy name. I’ve suffered endless deaths; and I will suffer more, If only that her glory will be magnified, by my works. She is The Drop of The Sea; Who takes pleasure, in my pain. She is The White Lily of the Ever-Peaceful, and Glorious Trinity! © 2023 Maria Morisot |
StatsAuthorMaria MorisotBishkek, KyrgyzstanAboutI'm a poet, narcissist, and scapegoat for The Apocalypse. All poetry © Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial Share Alike 4.0 International. more..Writing
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