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To The Crossing Point
Is there somewhere where everything comes together,
where all roads and place join,
where adults gather like children,
when man can find God,
although we wander constantly as if blind,
on a place that serves as a prison,
where earth at times devours everything,
still we search for deliverance from darkness,
on our way to Rome, the Acropolis,
to Jerusalem where we find a cross.
poem
by
Gert Strydom
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