Art

i. In the Beginning


out of nothing

everything

brilliant light

a voice

ii. Nebula


among the tombstones

new light shining

don’t fear the end—

even stars must die

iii. The Cross


blood oozes, dripping

dying embrace, reaching

even us

it is finished

iv. Dying Church


dust rises

choking out the light

lost and empty, staring

into nothing

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For those who are interested, I shared a bit more about the story behind “Dying Church” on my personal blog, Adventures of a Wayfarer.

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