The Pain of God

Blood-red, crimson poured, bruised and slashed,

cross-crisscrossed, tissue, nerve and sinew,

Sacred threads bleeding, “Father, forgive them— ”

Thorn and nail, sin and curse,

opposing timbers track and soak rivulets, tears ruby-red,

dripping, dripping.

Heaving heavy, breaths sucked searing,

rising, falling, out of joint, lots cast, seamless prize,

a Savior’s scream, “My God, my God, why— ”

Creeping clouds, shake the thunder,

separated sun, temple veil top to bottom, human veil rent,

ripping, ripping.

Pale, drained dry,

a Spirit’s surrender: “It is finished.”

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