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by Leonard M Hawkes

I see you standing
Without the gate--
Hurting,
Mourning,
Confused
Without the Love;

So well aware of the path,
Of the white fruit
Desirable above all other,
And yet . . .

Yes, I too have been
Smitten by the rod--
The very rod
Onto which I should cling
For redemption.

11/13/2005

Author's Note: Church 13 November 2005--"Am Morgen"

Posted on 11/14/2005
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