Please Visit & Subscribe my Youtube Channel : Keleedas Kobita On solemn shores of time’s unbroken tide, Where shadows lengthen, and sorrows abide, We gather in reverence, hearts bowed low, To ponder the depths of a sacred woe. Good Friday dawns with a somber hue, A day of remembrance, tried and true, Where echoes of agony pierce the air, And love’s sacrifice, beyond compare. In churches solemn, candles flicker, As prayers ascend, hearts grow thicker, With the weight of sorrow, the burden borne, On this day of days, the world was torn. In the hush of the sanctuary’s embrace, We trace the lines of redeeming grace, The cross, the symbol,…