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"Easter 2014" (by Joe DiMino)
He was born of flesh
His first crucifixion;
For true life
Mans immortal-worth
Is the resurrection
Of his Spirit
Hunger
And thirst, our insatiable appetites,
Not to nourish
But to transform
For the souls
Freedom
And Glorious Flight
The splinter
In mans eye
Never a sliver of cross;
As those daily nails driven
No mere
Bloody punctures
We mature toward death
That we may ripen
Into God eternal
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