Hunger For Hope

Some eat today tomorrow you
Love is crude as man made corn
Some eat food the Spirit grew
Hate the day the world was born

© 2010 Gary Ottoson

When God and Man in Sandals Meet

Painting pain at Jesus' feet
Right and left by hammers meet
Fusing flesh pierced through the bones
Spiked in time and space his groans
Clouds of fallen angels near
Grinding plates of cosmos spheres
Burning sin our tortured star
Walked away with evil scars..
Bowl and towel, be lowly, friends

Whom the Lamb would wash and cleanse

© 2010 g.o.

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http://mbible.com/niv/john/13.htm :

 

“Lord, are you going to wash my feet?” Jesus replied, “You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand.”

 

three over two roughly (#6)

the word the Lord exhales in kind

creates the wind, the words, the mind

of souls alive of dust, of man

blown away like when they ran

the new world all about you

and raced and reached one unknown edge

looked, soon lost their leverage

balanced knowledge but one knows

some thoughts entwine say serpents so

the new world fast forgot you..

© 2010 g.o.