Witness

  Witness


The wood

The splinters

The weight

You don’t mind though.

You are a carpenter after all.

Its the careless crowning

The thorns

The lash

How they all just stand back

And watch

Doing nothing.

Let us all witness

Forgiveness.

Let us all be blessed

In time.


4/3/15

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