The Child Comes

The child comes of her own accord
She knows the face of the Lord
She sees the Angels everywhere
She reaches out to touch

No say the big people
That is not real
The child begins to doubt
This is what is
They say to her

And now the child grown
Turns and seeks
A lifetime spent seeking

The old woman lies dying
She sees the Angels everywhere
She reaches out to touch of her own accord
She knows the face of the Lord

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