Out of Bondage

K.C. Collins

I bring you gifts
I come bearing visions
Of translucent aquamarine brilliance
Wrenched straight from the stained glass windows
Of that sheepfold someone herded you into.

Can you find me
Inside the pain I bring you?
Can you hear any ring of truth in your belltower?

Or do you only see your childhood god
shatter
and fall off his altar….

© Copyright 1999, 2003, 2004 by K.C. Collins


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