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He asks a question

He asks a question
the real monument dying like us
the tree of knowledge against His bleeding back
a man gives Him drink out of fear
animals soaring in praise
the woods hurting
His head with a crown of thorns
with each cut from the green of Eden
He says goodbye to His anger at man
then He sees us all as leaves that would have turned forever dead
He commands Himself to death
to give those He chose His holy ghost
so they could be summer green

18 Oct 10

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Did Adam fall from heaven down to hell so we could enjoy our summer greens. Original, I like it, Hulda
 — Hulda