"My God" he said.
"My God, why have you forsaken me?"

oh how the human condition
clouds the spirit deep within.

such pain and suffering
are distractions
absolutely unignorable

it is known,
it is understood,
it is forgiven..

those that suffer most
hear the inner call the least
they that need the most
are all but left deceased

let me share your burden, brother
that yoke upon your bothered shoulders
let me help your mind be still
so the light behind your window sill
can shine through

and with thorny crown removed
let us meditate
so as to fade that stained glass
allowing pure,
unfiltered rays to penetrate
unadulterated
uncorrupted
unrelayed

straight into the depths of your precious heart.