Keith Bickerstaffe Poet Verse

Congregation

Gathered in service 
we face our own solitudes, 
sharing perspectives 
we find common ground 
in this haven of hope, 
where friendship conquers friendlessness;
supplicants, worshippers, 
what's in a name? 
together we came. 
In health and in hardship we struggle, 
together we grow.

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Robin L. Gass December 17, 2008 at 5:28 PM Keith, this is such a lovely poem. I love the sentiment and it is phrased so beautifully from the first word to the last. Thanks for the form info. I'm going to look it up. Love Robin

Kristin Reynolds December 17, 2008 at 2:33 AM Yes, so true. I am more of a loner, but it is through people where we face our own refection. brilliant, soft and humble, this write. love, Kristin

Barbara Gorelick December 16, 2008 at 11:36 AM Together's the game.. says it all for me. Hard to struggle alone, but the load made easier when you can hold aother hand. BG

Christopher Higgins December 16, 2008 at 8:40 AM The fellowship of believers and how they flourish together. Wonderful job of painting this picture. Nice read my friend.