HE HEARD THE MURMUR OF THE CROWD
THROUGH HIS PAIN AND WAVERING AWARENESS
LIKE WANDERING WIND OR SOUND OF THE SEA
LIKE THE SEA
HE SAVED OTHERS ... HIMSELF HE CANNOT SAVE
COME DOWN FROM THE CROSS AND WE WILL BELIEVE
LIKE THE SEA
I AM LIVING WATER HE WHO DRINKS OF ME WILL NOT THIRST
COME ALL YOU WHO ARE WEARY I WILL REFRESH YOU
LIKE THE SEA
LIKE THE RHYTHM OF THE SEA
LORD SAVE US WE PERISH
PEACE BE STILL
LIKE THE SEA
LIKE THE TIDE RUNNING OUT TO THE SEA
HE FELT HIS LIFE EBBING
I LOVE HE MEANT TO CRY
BUT CRIED I THIRST
A DAMP SPONGE WAS ON HIS LIPS
HE FELT WAVES OF GRATITUDE FLOW THROUGH HIM
BUT THEN
HE TASTED
VINEGAR
Frank AVollmer
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