Ishaisms, Poetry

The Boatman and the Preacher

Starless winter night, the cold, dark waters - the Boatman runs from the formidable harbour, and finding a little church, does hurriedly enter to bare his burdened soul to the preacher. His feet thud on the the rug, haggard and tired as he cries uttering an incoherent prayer - afraid of deeds on earth and… Continue reading The Boatman and the Preacher