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Good Friday
#GoodFridayGrace
In the hush of sacred space,
Where shadows dance with grace,
A veil hangs, a whispered lace,
Between the seen and unseen's trace.
On this day of solemn vow,
When the sky bows low,
The veil trembles, it knows how,
To yield to what's beyond, somehow.
A threadbare cloth, once so grand,
Now reveals a truth unplanned,
Sacrifice, in blood, demand,
Redemption's touch, a gentle hand.
Torn asunder, in the temple's breath,
The veil unveils life from death,
A truth too deep for mortal depth,
A promise kept, a final breath.
The veil's tear, a cosmic plea,
A bridge to where the soul is free,
A glimpse of eternity,
A door flung wide for you and me.
In this moment, faith is tried,
In this tearing, truth abides,
In this unveiling, love is spied,
In this sacrifice, grace presides.
So let the veil be rent apart,
Let the truth pierce every heart,
Let redemption's flame impart,
A new beginning, a brand new start.
© Santanu
In the hush of sacred space,
Where shadows dance with grace,
A veil hangs, a whispered lace,
Between the seen and unseen's trace.
On this day of solemn vow,
When the sky bows low,
The veil trembles, it knows how,
To yield to what's beyond, somehow.
A threadbare cloth, once so grand,
Now reveals a truth unplanned,
Sacrifice, in blood, demand,
Redemption's touch, a gentle hand.
Torn asunder, in the temple's breath,
The veil unveils life from death,
A truth too deep for mortal depth,
A promise kept, a final breath.
The veil's tear, a cosmic plea,
A bridge to where the soul is free,
A glimpse of eternity,
A door flung wide for you and me.
In this moment, faith is tried,
In this tearing, truth abides,
In this unveiling, love is spied,
In this sacrifice, grace presides.
So let the veil be rent apart,
Let the truth pierce every heart,
Let redemption's flame impart,
A new beginning, a brand new start.
© Santanu
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