It Is Finished
It is finished.
The Sacred Heart is pierced.
The temple veil is torn.
Heaven mingles with Earth.
The sacred pours over the profane.
The world is made anew.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
