Edifices of Time
Edifices of time.
Edifices of sculptured beauty –
Filled with Angels song
Harmonious sounds that fill
Earth’s crumbling corridors-
Like the sands of time-
That falls through life's hourglass,
Mere shadows - of life’s eternal beauty-
Etched in pain - is a world’s agony-
A broken heart - pain like nails
That pierces Holy hands
On Death’s wooden blood stained door
The rose of Sharon declares His everlasting love
Beyond this crimson wooden cross of human suffering
Lies the corridor of hope
And eternal glory - Above
Just beyond the grave.
© Brenda V Northeast 8 Feb. 2009
Copyright © Brenda Victoria Northeast | Year Posted 2012
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