A Plane to Salvation (MS)

Stepping into the soft skin

the missionaries pause,
a hesitancy of desire.
Dare they find their way into
a widow’s secret world,
holding onto the host of Christ
that just may
present a plan
that could lead to salvation.

Excited beyond restraint,
they open the door wider.
The mourner
exclaims,
I'm no longer unwilling.

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