A Little Church - Alexis Karpouzos Poem by Alexis karpouzos

A Little Church - Alexis Karpouzos



Love, a little church that standing all alone,
waits with open doors,
but nobody goes there to pray,
the prayers will go unsaid,
now, where to go? which way?
love, be my beacon,
teach me to look at an empty sky
without fear.

A Little Church - Alexis Karpouzos
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