Poetry

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There is a Holy Trinity
Stretching out to infinity.
Whilst entwined by a three strand rope
Two become one – anchored in hope.

There is a Cross that bridges those gaps
That maps life’s journey
For the amicable or the lonely.

Victory is its living legacy
In accord - that embraces all
From festering wounds to harmonies call.

There is a spotless Heart
That throbs in rhythm (its ageless part)
Homing within its blood-bought gift (atoning.)

They say (as to pray) love conquers all.
The gulf between you
And your beloved,
Isn’t so wide or deep indeed,

When you too stay true - to His call.

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