Sabtu, 14 November 2009

He is the king

His eyes stare at me, warmly, deep! questioning without words, only a stare.
and from His eyes I found that I am lost
I bend my knees in front of him, downcast my head, tears fall down, and I cry.
I know nothing from what I thought I know
I live nothing from my life
He conquered me,overpowered me. without no single words!
what makes me precious in front of Him?

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