I was just thinking about a poem I wrote last fall on the shores of Caesarea, while visiting Israel. It is a beautiful, sundrenched coastline, replete with layers of antiquity. And it is a wonderful place to sit and ponder as the wind stirs the memories of an ancient civiliztion that once ruled the world.
the feet of a roman god
these are the feet of a roman god.
they are magnanimous, colossal,
strong, enduring, beautiful, and
as pure as alabaster.
they are everything a god should be,
but they are not pierced.
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This reminds me of the poem Ozmandias by PB Shelley
Nice to hear from you! Thanks for the compliment. I just read that poem and loved it!
Bonnie, I linked you on my blog.
Please report about your trip to T Bently crusade. I have seen him on God TV.
I have a good video on my blog, perhaps you ‘d like to see it.
Thanks for linking me to your blog. I will take a peek at the video you posted.
We haven’t gone to the revival meetings in Lakeland, FL, yet. We will probably go in August or in the fall sometime, but I will report…
Always great to hear from your side of the world!
Absolutely wonderful poem. I come here from Amrita’s post and she has today given us all a wealth of other links to go to. Therefore, I am here…
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Oh I love that! Thank you.