The Ramblings of a Dove Wrangler
Monday, February 7, 2011
A Simple Savior
For me the spikes were pounded.
Through flesh and muscle
splintering bone.
For me a God falls on his face
to shed his sacred blood.
For me he died stretched on a tree
his arms spread wide
inviting me.
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