Monday, 30 December 2013


Suffering under the weight of wood
Lifted up on high
The breath of agony blowing upon the watching
Watched by what they knew not

Whispering psalms into the darkness
Stretched out across night
The silence descending like the dove that alighted
Upon heaven’s own word

Covering perpetual evil
Swallowed whole tonight
The life laid down is the life taken up and followed
By such faltering footsteps 

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