Empathy by Leonard M HawkesI 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 Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes
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