The Abbey Ruins — Palimpsest

As we step over the tumbled stone And scattered masonry, you breathe The dense dust rising at the hilltop. An old archway is all that stands, The rest a shattered temple, mere Fragments of faith on the earth. I pick up one piece of our history, Heavy as guilt in […]

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