Tuesday, 18 June 2013

Holy Ground



A misguided lifetime spent laboriously erecting a monument

Built upon marshland revealing the truth of a dubious foundation

An elaborate façade prevented outward vision – light’s inward penetration

Long dark corridors echoed a vast emptiness

A muted bell called out an invitation to worship

That remained unheard and unanswered

In a moment of near blinding realization

The lone occupant is startled by a staggering truth

Will life now permit time for its realization?

A mighty demolition has been called for

All that was built in vain

Must now be torn asunder

Once all that was visible

Has been vanquished

Then and only then

Will those that walk there

Know they stand upon holy ground

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