the quiet chill from beyond
beckons deep dark blue
that night betrayed but
faithful for all forever
unseen weight pressing down
a gift given unfairly. freely.
an abundant lover now abandoned. Alone.
A misunderstood son stands
under weight wooden
void of despising wrath
but filled and fuelled by affection
and unquenchable love
awaiting a beating until broken
this is not the work
of an offended, estranged, angry creator
But a father. a forgiver.
A son. A saviour.
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