The cross that holds is held in that embrace,
The world is weighed in Him, the living scales.
From this tree branches out all time and space,
As, from His outstretched hands, blossom the nails.
The cross that holds is held in that embrace,
The world is weighed in Him, the living scales.
From this tree branches out all time and space,
As, from His outstretched hands, blossom the nails.
Filed under christianity, Meditation, Poems
Thanks for them all!
Thanks David I’m glad you’re enjoying them. Two more to come!
Kairos ! a wonder of implicate order.
The fulcrum of time and eternity.
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