He dipped in holy water
As a penance
For all the sin done.
His sins swam ashore
To the dry comfort of land
For they hadn’t a doubt
Once he got out
He would hold their hands.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dipped and dyed in the wool some sins just won't wash off. Liked this poem thanks for sharing BB: O)