The Land Is Dead April 16, 2015April 20, 2015 The land is dead. But it is life which remains. Logs set a’blaze. Bowls filled with food. Cups a’brim with wine. Lips alive with laughter. Though the land is cold, our hearts are warm. Though the land is still, our bodies will dance. Though the land is dead, our souls are alive. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
