Lion Of Nazareth: A Poetry

Beneath branches,

Of olive

& Galilean skies...

Roars not of a beast,

But of mercy & love

Fly.

Born not to a throne,

But for it...

In a humble home...

In silence doth he stands,

Yet faces mighty kingdoms,

Alone in grace.

Eyes of fire

But not burning

Of rage...

But mercy

& love.

A soul's depth,

& the chains

Of plea

& forgiveness.

Doth his voice split the sea,

Soft as breath...

But loud as storm

For the sinners.

For within,

The man

Wore a crown

Of thorn...

But Lion within,

Lived & is living...

Reborn.

A roar that roars,

Through ages to come,

& ages bygone.

Of mercy, peace...

& love.

The Lion walks,

Alone in the meadows

Of Nazareth...

End

Subject: A poetry exploring the message of the man from Nazareth they call him the messiah.

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