“Busted Open”


“Busted Open”

Reeling in the evening
waiting for the midnight sun

The pickeled door busted open releasing bricks weighing a ton

Half were warm, half were ice,
the unemployed spun fuzzy-dice

Marching forward while silently waiting

Rome was built while hesitating

A steeple stood where a pulpit fell,
freedom rang a torch-formed bell

God rejoiced as mature fruit ripened

Let freedom ring!

About Timothy S.

I am of lover of all. I love people. I believe everyone should be heard and I hope during that process that peace, love, encouragement, learning and growth are spread throughout society. I would much enjoy if you interact with my Journey so I can learn from you. Sign up for email updates when I post a new article.
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4 Responses to “Busted Open”

  1. Betty Z says:

    Another absolute inspiration ! Your friends Betty and Becky

  2. Betty Z says:

    Bringing you before The Lord with a prayer of thanksgiving for the wonderful friend that I have found in you!

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