Congregation
Gathered in service
we face our own solitudes,
sharing perspectives
we find common ground
in this haven of hope,
where fellowship whips desolation;
supplicants, worshipers,
what's in a name?
union's the game.
In health and in hardship we struggle,
together we grow.
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2016
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