Church bells distant cry
As timeless streams bleed freedom
Hearts that yearn for compassion.
Every faint whisper
Plagues my mind to remember
That you were nailed to a tree.
Thursday 19 February 2015
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you dont really hear church bells any more...
ReplyDeletei remember pulling the rope to ring the one at our church
growing up...def a reminder of freedom...and its cost...