Jesus On the Mount of Olives
The universe is turning
its
eyes on me
Unrest in the days
Where the blood moon...
&
My hands touch the stone
Silence comes from the voices
Driven into the night
Not a feeling of sadness
The fire of torches has alarmed them
Father give me strength
Essence from the chalice of the infinite
A white rose blooms in my heart
With heavenly sounds
she
opens her mouth
Copyright © Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann | Year Posted 2016
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