pushing through the
crowded streets,
I sought him,
the need was great,
life ebbing away,
seeking and searching,
rejecting the voices of doubt
I sought him,
with death’s terror beating
in my heart,
filling my mind
I sought him
pressing on, urgently,
no-one else would do,
none were able,
I sought him,
knowing his touch
upon her fevered brow
would be enough,
I sought him,
I sought him and
he responded to my prayer,
others voiced hopelessness,
he called me, and pushing
beyond my wildest dreams
I sought him,
and he sought me,
through the crowds
he came,
and life was
restored to my house
again...
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pushing through the crowded streets
I seek him
