Sunday, 15 March 2015

Divine sadness.

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we find ourselves in
dim cold rooms
a stone clad sadness
of bitter hate
a divine liturgy repeated daily.

KD 15/3/15

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8 comments:

  1. Such cold, such hate is indeed sad. Nice capture. The church spires caught my eye, too.

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  2. Oh no it feels so sad, must liven up this spirit, one the sight of those spires!

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  3. Those are not good times! Hate breeds. Nice write! ♥

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  4. a stone clad sadness " ... ! love this piece ...

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  5. It seems God is no longer a white middle aged anglo saxon man ......

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  6. You can feel the chill and isolation well in this.

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  7. Religion generates so much hatred...

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