Gethsemane's Wheel Poem by Eric Cockrell

Gethsemane's Wheel

Rating: 4.5


too long in the garden,
too long behind the plow.
too long at the table,
too long tending the fire...
too long fighting wars,
too long in the cave.
too long, and too many nights,
burning the candle down.
too long behind the wheel,
too long on the cross...

it is finished, day is done...
roll back the stone!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 01 May 2012

A great poem. Most things are too long these days.

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Smoky Hoss 01 May 2012

I sincerely love the way you think/write Eric; incredible.

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