My dearest Domo, in twilight’s gleam,
We clasp hands in a winding dream.
A maze unfolds, twists to the night,
Yet your faith becomes my guiding light.
Paths that shift like shadows dance,
Yet our minds in sync, perchance.
Collective thoughts, a mirrored stream,
In unity, we trace the seam.
The Word speaks of a single mind,
Christ’s own heart, in love defined.
But what is this heart, this sacred glow,
A riddle wrapped in grace we know?
In love, humility, wisdom’s hand,
A selfless soul, a promised land.
Forgiveness blooms where once was strife,
A map to guide through all of life.
Align with truth, let principles steer,
Every thought made pure, sincere.
A landscape carved in Heaven’s mold,
Resonates deep, in wisdom’s hold.
Together now, we break the seal,
Unlock the strength, the truth we feel.
In Christ’s own mind, we find our part,
