The Flesh on the Cross
It is a great meditation
It is a great Truth
Of the World
The nails of our traitors
Slowly bore into us
As we call out our mad pain
Into the Cold Nothing
As our betrayed heart exhausts
Itself
In the callous hands
Of an unseen God
Dan Corjescu teaches at the University of Tübingen’s “Studium Professionale” Program
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