i'm feeling nailed to this moment like the image of the body of christ nailed to the cross.
i'm draped listless and doubting.. wondering "hast thou forsaken me?" while the prospect of death looms circling overhead like a flock of buzzards spying a fresh new carcass.
even in the wake of new-found love, I am imprisoned in time looking to the next moment for salvation from boundless desires, empty frustrations & reasonless fears.
yet my salvation is only to be found in the life that drips from my wounds as I hang here on this moment suspended in this prison of time.
even in the wake of new-found love, I am imprisoned in time looking to the next moment for salvation from boundless desires, empty frustrations & reasonless fears.
yet my salvation is only to be found in the life that drips from my wounds as I hang here on this moment suspended in this prison of time.
