Leonard Cohen


Story Of Isaac - Poem by Leonard Cohen

The door it opened slowly,
my father he came in,
I was nine years old.
And he stood so tall above me,
his blue eyes they were shining
and his voice was very cold.
He said, "I've had a vision
and you know I'm strong and holy,
I must do what I've been told."
So he started up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking,
and his axe was made of gold.


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  • Rookie Angel OfGod (11/6/2009 10:55:00 AM)

    Nice rendition of the familiar Bible story segment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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