Singing Of A Soul Poem by elysabeth faslund
Singing Of A Soul
Cantante! Cantante!
Bring it not to the desert...
Not again....
Bring it to the temples
That were brought down
By his hand, in his anger...
What did he do to
Jerusalem...what more
To the towns in his path?
Father...can you forgive
The temple I call my soul...
In whose image you
Were made...
Must, should, you bring
That down,
Also?
Or, would you,
Could you...
Bring yourself down
By doing so?
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