Tag: Blood
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The Crown of Thorns
Blood dripped on the floor as he plaited, The Cruel Crown. To inflict pain always causes pain. No one knew the cost of those long, deep piercing nail like thorns. No one asked. Who picked the branches wove them and who forced them on Christ’s head? Did he look Jesus in the eye? Was it…
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The Shepherds
Did the star, so bright, kill the night? The baby silent in submission to the hands of unloved men and women? Did angels hover and sing so sweetly? Filling the sky with their susurration, articulating the glory of an organic God? ================================ Did Mary know that the sweat, pain and agony of giving birth; was…
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