The Bells
By Poetry Issue 101
All is still. God has come and gone.
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By Poetry Issue 62
The sound of water over rocks is grace descending The sound of animals in the distance is the future coming toward us The sound of light sliding over light is God’s name being whispered to us The sound of a door swinging open on its hinges is our entrance into his garden There all sounds…
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