The Breastplate
Using this protective armor
I face those ordinary tempests,
In the image more subtle and redemptive
Dreaming of peace is never too complete.
Diving into the abysses that I created,
Roaming among the cliffs and rocks,
In the dreary aridity of a sad world
Overcoming old fears every single day.
By using this harness, carry on,
Left behind every torment,
In the love that redeems us, eternal believer
In the frames of pardon, taking a seat;
Using this harness, so I resist,
In the words of the Father, Jesus Christ ...
Marcos Loures
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