Posts Tagged ‘ reflection ’

Thoughts from a Young Man: The Doors Stood Wide

A stanza of loss, A stanza of pain. A stanza of mourning &  night.

The doors stood wide inviting, bidding, me come in
These doors exhaled a hymn of life
I entered to find the life of Christ
Sin, this song has silenced
It’s replacement cold lifeless silent
closed, locked, papered over breathless
The doors no longer call passersby “to come see”
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