Third Station
Good Friday
A man lays broken
Words unspoken
A priceless token
Freely given
But still riven
And yet he looks up
Breathes
And gets up.
Matthew B. Rose
Third Station
Good Friday
A man lays broken
Words unspoken
A priceless token
Freely given
But still riven
And yet he looks up
Breathes
And gets up.
Matthew B. Rose