• once_upon_my_poetry 22w


    My soul is burdened
    My blood heavy with transgressions
    I return to that old sanctuary
    Where the Divine Trinity dwells
    Step into that sanctifying realm
    A pilgrimage to the day of Pentecost
    To redeem my Holy Ghost
    Church bells toll weeping
    Chiming a spiritual yearning
    The scent of incense burning
    Strands of smoke rising
    Billows depict transfiguration
    Suffering spilled for salvation
    I join my hands together
    Kneel in fervent prayer
    With trembling lips like Judas
    Recite a broken Hallelujah.
    Rania D