Saturday, January 3, 2009

the greater afterlife


Crown of thorns,
blood rivers running so swiftly,
down the face of a king,
in another world ,
where 1 is 3 all together,
when darkness is blinded,
by the light of magesty,
where the perfect sacrifice,
was made so that you,
may live in eternal happiness.

1 comment:

  1. Dude, I really like this poem. I also like how you have grown to love certain aspects of God, like His trinitarian being. :)

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