.. the ambrosia of truth.A Poem by HuwHis sin had reached its full measure destruction crouched in eager anticipation but deliverance was at hand enrobed in grace and adorned in the delicate attire of innocence salvation was an unexpected visitor the bearer of many fine gifts gifts that would not fade with the passing of time. He was given desires the calls of which were answered his nourishment was no longer found in bread alone but in the ambrosia of truth. © 2019 Huw |
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