Imagine

Imagine a figure full of everything that makes life worth living,
Carrying the burden of everything that makes life dark and difficult,
And full of every memory, every regret, every joyful burst of laughter.
Every tear captured in the bottle of this person’s being.
Now imagine a hill, a trail of footsteps leading up it,
To a cross and a crowd, some in tears, some indifferent,
And imagine a figure on that cross,
So large and full of life that soon his death will not hold him,
And he will burst out of it like a thousand fireworks of hope.
And imagine that trail of footsteps containing my prints and yours,
As we travel up that hill to lay everything at that cross,
And to begin our quest for life in the son of man.

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