The Stained Glass Windows
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Mark Heathcote
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God has turpentine the walls
and brushed out the cobwebs
and wax-polished the floors
but He always resists cleaning-
the outside stained glass windows
that filled His heart with light
even under the darkest throws
of some evil godforsaken night.
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