Rasping Rhaspody
Have you ever heard of a rasping rhapsody
It is sung over the blue mountains in agony
Where broken hearts wail
And speak of their travail
As they wait for the Divine Kiss
Where He meets them in a Secret Tryst
Setting them free from all their pain
Till their rasping turns into a melodious strain.
Copyright © Venetia Crasta | Year Posted 2017
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