Joined: 04 November 2005 Posts: 19521 Location: In a pudle on Naboo with dragon kind and ents and Jedi and wolves living in the Last Homely House!
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This is a poem regarding Narnia and how Aslan brings back the people who the white witch has turned to stone, but connected to the spiritual implications behind the act in the movie.
A pounding heart may be my call,
Ice cold hands to break my fall.
All I want is to be known,
To live outside this jail of stone.
But what am I that life should call,
Speak my name or upon me fall?
But still I long for flesh and bone,
To see the world that lies unknown.
I'm but a statue, a stone of earth,
How can this stone have second birth?
But through His breath the tendrils stretch,
To free me, though, I'm but a wretch.
Despite my wrong, my evil song,
That from the days this stone has sung.
He grants me life, life again!
That I no more may fall to sin.
Joined: 04 November 2005 Posts: 19521 Location: In a pudle on Naboo with dragon kind and ents and Jedi and wolves living in the Last Homely House!
Gender: Male
lol thanks. I take it you liked it.
yes, I am a christian. It's good to meet others who believe in the word of God and Him.
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