Fathers and Sons
June 25, 2008Fathers And Sons
In the autumn of mystery the fathers march,
The garden of atonement awaits.
Sins of the father,a son’s transgressions.
Bathe in the holy cascades.
Submersed in divinity,
iniquity stripped with the abiding tide.
Sons and fathers cleansed,
by the sacred light.
The garden of atonement awaits.
Sins of the father,a son’s transgressions.
Bathe in the holy cascades.
Submersed in divinity,
iniquity stripped with the abiding tide.
Sons and fathers cleansed,
by the sacred light.
I'm a writer at heart with artistic tendencies.In my writing,my nerves are calm and calculating, but when speaking the words fail to exit my mouth in an orderly fashion,often ending in embarrassing moments.