before i finish my short story, here's a song...
beauty was found in a garden before decay
ate the roots of trees and men
so the earth groans as it awaits its redemption
and so do we
but in another garden the owner of a decayed tree appeared
darkness fled from light
and truth conquered lies
the forgotten smile laughed as the stones shouted
so raise up a wall of living stones that sing
wash the hate in hope and love that blinds the eyes
the forgotten smiles will laugh as these stones sing
if ancient saints spoke in gusty buildings with windows to wanderers
so these stones shall sing of a new day;
how his favor is upon us
may the fragrance of life pour from us to give light to paths of despair
set the captives free, bind up the broken-hearted
the forgotten smile will cry as these stones sing
and just because this quote has haunted me recently...
"adams ghost walks through hiroshima's ruins
giving apples to the dying, begging their forgiveness"
-calvin miller
posted by jon havens
Monday, October 23, 2006
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