William F Glennon
Garden Of Stones - Poem by William F Glennon
It's cold and dark inside your head.
You see your spirit up ahead.
All beliefs are vanishing within your soul.
Your broken heart has taken its toll.
Has your existence helped or have you
accomplished nothing. Will past
doubt and sin be forgiven?
Is death truly the end or the beginning?
Will you walk alone in this darkness?
Are you looking for forgiveness?
Will god shine his light and show you the way?
Who will decide your judgment day?
Don't fear the pending darkness or feel alone.
Many tears have fallen in the garden of stones.
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