THEO RAY


City Of Love - Poem by THEO RAY

Ode to joy, from the chalice filled with wine, from the chalice filled with light.
Ode to darkness, the shadows dress confess the blackness, confined to trials and tribulations, we seek the hour of consumation. We seek the divinity, by candles, prayers and charity. The chalice of love, the city of love beside the sea.
Ode to the chalice filled with light, ode to the wind, carrying the breath
of psalms, upon ashes smeared on palms. Ode, to this light, to the blood raised in wine, the cross and loss, divine, the holy shroud of white.


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  • Rookie - 145 Points Leslie Alexis (heaven Is My Home) (8/15/2009 11:34:00 PM)

    i like this, powerful it was to me....... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 26, 2008



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