Rise Above

Rise up…Beautiful One. See! The winter is past…the rains are almost over. Buds are appearing, the Season of Song has come.

Rise up…my Beautiful One. We’ve seen the scourging, stripes and spearing. We wait in silence.

Blood poured out, sacrifice for sin. Mine. I wait. Head bowed to the east before the Rising Sun, the Risen Son, the Beautiful One.

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