Mount Of Olives Poem by Angie M..
Mount Of Olives
Coarse are the soles that shovel deep
Our hooded regrets
There, the heart drags forth
And the Glory of God retraces each step
Descending roots thicken
As Glistening spears
Ripen and weep
Where Thousands of buried hopes still sleep
A sacred presence lingered in
And even still
Light, wisdom, and peace toss in our thoughts
Where the rising wind fulfills
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