Everlasting
The crown
Forever cuts a head held high
The robe
Forever clothes Majesty
The nails
Forever a symbol
The wood
Forever stainded red.
The name
Forever cried out.
The death
Forever not final.
The stone
Forever should remain in place.
The onlookers
Forever in awe
of The stone
Forever rolled back.
The risen
Forever my King.
Poetry by Valerie
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Written on 2007-11-16 at 02:59
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