In Her Arms- Christ is found

In her arms
He humbly Laid
His Divinity that never fade
All in one in his new skin Made

In her Arms
He humbly Sucked
His Sonship that never Waste
All in one in his new Embrace

In her arms
He humbly rest
His body that was never confine
All in one in his new design

In her arms
He humbly stared
His eyes of eternal image
All in one in his new cottage

In her arms
He humbly played
His legs he kicked happily
All in one in his new Family

In Mary’s arm
The humble Christ is found
Finding a home with Man below
For all to render him praises flow

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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