The Musings of a Modern Feminist

An amateur poet's take on feminism

He’s Bright and He Walks and He Talks


He’s bright
In a dazzling white
That makes sinners
Cover their faces in shame
That makes successes, winners
Of me and us all.

He smiles
‘Come, stay a while’
He spreads his arms
And beckons me towards Him
He loves me despite my weakness
Despite my sin.

He walks
Right beside me and talks
And he listens.
He cares about my hopes and fears
My cares and aspirations
He listens and wipes away my tears.

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