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a drop of blood
wells out from a pierced wrist
glistening
it falls to the parched brown rocks
of Golgotha
I look up
and see a mangled face
and a prickly crown
tenderly
He whispers,
I love you
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
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you are officialy, one of my favoriet poets jef... along the ranks of A.H. Auden, Byron and T.S. Elliot.
Jef,
Just discovered you bro...it appears you're linked to me! What a great space to hang out for a moment. Great poetry too. Email me sometime and fill me about yourself. Love to get to know another e-brother.
Rob
Nice poem...
I'm glad to see how much God is working in your life.
I pray that God would use you to influence the many others around you..
I also pray for wisdom and strength in your acads in the States..
Hmmm... this might seem strange to you, since i don't think you know who I am..
but I hope you trust in the fact that somewhere in eternity, we're family...bound together by the blood of Christ.
hmmm...i guess you're wondering why i'm leaving a comment?
Its because someone shared your testimony with me and i was so blessed with how God has transformed you.
Keep running the race!
Glenda, thanks for the compliment. :-) I'll be replying to your email, I think, this weekend. I won't have much to do at that time, I guess.
And you too, "anonymous". Thanks for encouraging me. I really appreciate it. But it'd be much better if you'll introduce yourself. Hehe. :-) Why the anonymity? There's nothing to be ashamed about being yourself, you know. ;-) God bless you!
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