Poetstry on Nostr: A sound that breaks the quiet air, More #precious than a whispered prayer. It spills ...

A sound that breaks the quiet air,
More #precious than a whispered prayer.
It spills from lips untouched by sin,
A holy melody within.

It bounces off the icon shelf,
Reflecting back God's very self.
No worldly noise can ever reach,
The truth that laughter tries to teach.

My #heart expands, a joyful ache,
For every breath the children take.
A fleeting grace, a gift untold,
More #radiant than church's gold.

Let it ring free, a #sacred sound,
On this small patch of hallowed ground.
A father's blessing, soft and low,
Where purest wells of gladness flow.

#OrthodoxDad
#Children