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Blood-stained wood
Shards of iron and torn flesh buried
Below the splinters
The back of the Father to
Behold once, only once
Rejection by enemy friends
Booing and jostling
For a rubber-neck look to
Behold the wreck of humanity
Staring down at us with love through
Beaten, swollen, peaceful eyes.
They see a nearing end of
Bondage.
Lock-step with prophecy the
Battalion’s unwitting concession to fulfill
The Fathers deepest desires.
Being transformed from breath and dusty scrolls
Into living, bleeding, eternal history
Before the decided and undecided – One
At this moment only.
Bearing ugliness and pain and hate, unbelief and
Chronic forgetfulness
By tooth-jagged rips in flesh comes
A wall of worlds to the ground
Back together again Creator and created
A Garden reunion come through the
Bedraggled centuries of despair and laws, and
Promises, and testing. To this moment
By which the two separated by an eternal rift
Become one.
At last forever.
By our mutual friend.
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