love

Winding Staircase

Winding staircase building in our hearts;
Up we go, your face we see.
We do not notice, no way back;
The stairs have crumbled, no freedom in the past.
Up, to the stars you take us;
Death lost its sting;
Life with us;
Friend, Savior, Jesus …

B.D.P

Earthquake

A shadow stretches across our land.

In it’s twilight we huddle in fear.

Ideology has become our identity.

Together we huddle in comfort.

We look up to the heavens and wonder why sun does not shine?

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