He survived the war, just to come home and die, on his way to church. The story is simple, yet this one is hard for to recite. The women gathered there beside his coffin, their hair covered, dressed in black. It was tragic, yet somehow romantic. He survived the war but died on his wayContinue reading “Home”
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The wee Church in Overleigh Cemetery.
Standing high where the silent sleep,Among the graves the English earth keeps.Sword-cross of stone, a cenotaph stands,Guarding brave souls, the names of this land.Incense drifts on the solemn air,Byzantine chants weave the branches bare.Saint Barbra prays above the grounds,Where life has departed. yet Christ is found.Time meets eternity, the living pass.Faith growing strong in theContinue reading “The wee Church in Overleigh Cemetery.”
