Branded “Revelation,” abandoned ashore,

stood a scope of heavenly gold.

 

Peering inside, a prayer I whispered

to see beyond my shore.

 

But what did I see —

Oh my God, what did I see?

Beyond the shore was a great abyss —

 

Cries that did shake the stand,

Blood that did alter gold,

Tears that did disillusion.

 

“Never again,” I wished to see.

 

Peering again, a prayer I whispered

to see self and no more.

 

But what did I see –

Oh my God, what did I see?

Beyond the flesh was a great abyss –

 

In horror, I saw on my shore

an image so hideous – distorted;

a bloody, knotted soul.

 

“Never again,” I wished to see.

 

Peering again, a prayer I whispered

to see.

 

But what did I see —

Good God, what did I see?

Taking on flesh, He stepped into the abyss –

 

A Hand that wiped the tears

and ran with blood of gold.

 

An Image so bent with mercy,

it undid my twisted soul.

 

But what did I see?

My God I did see.