To some, it is two fine brown woods
With a color that might not change moods
Strung together at the centre
If it were a door, one would enter!
Made from polished dead tree
How can this set free?
To another, it represents death
A place one gave His last breath
A sign that says, “forgiven,
You are the reason I’m risen!”
To me, it is connection – network
Where Divinity and man rework.
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