Stones

Stepping on stones,

chipped rocks

from the cross

you bear

hurt my feet,

every whip from your bastinado

carve deep into my soles,

your  battle scars

but my soul is whole

I am at peace

I will not fight your wars

I will not fold!

I can take it

My spirit - you will  never  break it

So please, have your way
and try as you may...

I will not recant!

I will Chant ~

I will pray ~

Ya Baha’u’l-Abha!

Ya Baha’u’l-Abha!

until my dying day

Ya Baha’u’l-Abha

 

ldn