GARDEN TOMB

I saw the tomb in a vision one day
Not black and white, or shades of gray
But living color of vibrant hue
It was so alive, and touched with dew

But then I saw the map of time
The hand of God, the great paradigm
A thread of blood wove through the tale
And at the cross, Christ did prevail
For from the beginning, He was slain
The weight of sin
And all my pain
I saw it all in the garden as one
And I wept for joy
Giving thanks to the Son

August 19, 2013
Laurie A Stasi

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