come ye disconsolate

God lingers,

in the clouds,

distressed

and

I suppose no

greater affection can

be paid to another,

than to be heart-

broken in their

absence.

(poem by christopher woodhull)

Tagged comeyedisconsolate, poems, poetry, prayer

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