I’ve finished reading a book today,
the strangest book so some may say,
a book of stories of lives transformed,
redeemed, forgiven,
from evil riven,
no pills in sight as power swarmed
across and through the participants,
how peace came into malcontents,
how broken limbs and sad hearts were healed,
made whole, made stronger,
lost hope born longer
with life’s undying future sealed.
I cannot tell if these things are true
but people claim, rebuilt and new,
their inner spirit can wear white linen
for hearts made pure,
through faith made sure
in air of prayer at Ffald-y-brenin.
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