![]() A Golden ThreadA Poem by Serene Star![]() Rest in peace - Earth was not made for angels![]() ![]() A dividing scene He writes of love Upon lost gloves They were humming His name To Crimson red Lines Freedom expedited For some Fall to acceptance Others climb To a place Where breathing Is not consented Men appearing big Here's to a shallow small Lingered beyond Places we all know Something disappeared A humane appearance Upon the darkest Thames To a Mississippi river We read of blame Upon lanes Of silence Headlines in gold Threads told Seamless packages Addressing shackles A broken rose Smiles today For a soul would fly With wings often shy To a better place On Golden Threads They so spoke Of this day The stairways Leading to a heaven Souls that Remain Disputing change In chains A Lutheran call
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