Saturday 14 November 2015

The space between the rain

The grey space between the rain
that fades down in to black
The night comes and death is plain
In the morning period the sun comes back
For the loss shall be made good
All the lost found and the guilty understood
For in the founding there was no fault
The stone that the builders cast out
shall become the corner stone that holds
the silent point that becomes bold
A statement made in blood and pain
The red and blue of the sky between the rain
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