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He Comes To Me

He comes to me

in many tongues,
but I only speak one language
and I write the same.

Yet there’s a presence
in His absence,
as if He belongs –
I cannot forget.

How often
we set our cup
to collect Blessings
from his ever-flowing stream?

His Guidance
is like a beaming torch
in our life path.

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