Monday, November 30, 2009



to be given this gift of loving and
living with all the imperfections,
with all the
how things have not turned out the way they should
or how they should is to be turned
out with nails in wrists
and imperfections and how the bad sight
in one eye
and the limp in the leg and the words
said to you that
broke your heart are all a part of it
and we are all, crawling through the passion
and when we come down these narrows roads
with veronica weeping
when the daughters of jerusalem
lead us out into the city
out of its limits with the thieves
and whores
we will not see a crucifixion
but a transition
we will see a beautiful naked man
and then
we will see an infant in a virgin's arms

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