Open Poetry #9 |
The revelation |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Under the roof, by God protected, They sat in rags and begged for change. Outside the vestibule, neglected, Where only moonbeams interjected And fell like spotlights on the stage, The beggars peacefully expected The people of the upper class, Whose souls, in spirit of the Mass, Would softer turn by Truth affected. But on the cold December night, The sinners to their coaches rushed, And horses pulling through the slush Would quickly disappear from sight. And then, at once, the revelation-- The church by snow was set alight, As beggars watched with admiration, The wooden building would ignite And meet each faithful expectation, Fulfilling souls with warmth and light. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Master...well done once more both in form and content |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thanks Ruth! Glad you liked it! |
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