Those Who Chose Death

Those Who Chose Death

Those Who Chose Death 3402 1556 Julie Dibble

Gray cloud spray
Creeping over the light of day
Dimming plans
Tied hands
Broken and bound
They see half-gone
Never to be found
Wishing they were dug deep
Under the soil
Finality to their soul-toil
To know the joy of the Son
To love Him so
Is sometimes not enough
To divorce darkness
They answer the shadows’ bluff
Disappear into the mist
Without bliss
A destination, not a home

Header photograph © Jason D. Ramsey.

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