From the depth of darkness
Came this subtle mystery
You carried a precious soul
That someday I would be
In the "Great Book Of Life"
I lay unformed upon a page
My place already written
Well before my earth or age
He knit and wove in secret
So very intricate each part
A special gift he bestowed
Unconditional loving heart
I happened into this world
With tears of joy and pain
Count the sand of the seas
His whispers, not in vain
My creator and my Lord
Saved by the cross he bore
Someday as I return there
He'll know "me" once more
©S. Austin. Vincoski
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