To the Russian poets and all poets;the shimmering, undefeated "cloud of witnesses" who conveyed at great cost the connecting idea between Heaven and earth. And most of all, to the poet from the former Soviet Union who, dying, in prison, wrote his final poem in his own blood on the wall: the single word, "Hope". Whole-hearted To the Triune God in memory of Mary Adalyn Young- Douglas.
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Saturday, December 07, 2019
Key
we dreamed jurisdictions of snow; precincts of moonlight. in the world we were the last to know anything at all how often we were told. but in Heaven, we turned the key. mary angela douglas 7 december 2019
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