Gethsemane Unchained

Gethsemane Unchained

A Poem by Farrell MacLachlin

Catch the morning mist 
Above a gentle stillborn breath
These saving grace reminders 
Of an everlasting death

Cathartic prayers unanswered 
The teardrops of dissent
Reclaimed in supplication 
Bleeding mutually content

In fields of benevolence 
Where absolution reigned
We could sleep forever 
In Gethsemane unchained

© 2017 Farrell MacLachlin

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Added on October 3, 2017
Last Updated on October 5, 2017


Farrell MacLachlin
Farrell MacLachlin

Nova Scotia, Canada

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