We come to Him in terms of eloquence.
Pledged in poetry
to build cathedrals out of words
for housing adoration.
And if we can, we should—
words have their place in love.
Jesus loved in words—
but sealed that love with
silence,
nails,
and blood.
We can transliterate ourselves,
rising on the wings of words,
and call it love,
but only a cross will prove it.
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Gratefully His 