Disrobing the King

emotions roil ~ royal red, head of humanity, the second Adam — painting of El Greco. women at Jesus feet, crowd of crowds presses in. the King of kings prepared to be disrobed ~ a season of sin, captured by a mind, a talent inherent ~ redeeming all, who might see, and believe. the gray cloud of men, a monotone whirlwind, yet for these, a central figure, passionate as a rose. they know not what they do, already forgiven, all forsaken who do not receive the precious gift of calvary. who were these soldiers who tread the skin of the savior? sunlight bows the executioner, who will on that day of days hit his knees in sorrowful praise, for every knee shall bow as the scriptures say. for now he hangs over a tree ready to hammer the blow of humanity as the devil howls with glee. the Savior, upright scorned, looks ever upward, ready to be received, to go back home whence He came, and prepare a place for His bride. eminence of royal red, central figure of all trials. the heavens opened up to El Greco. we wait, we cling to this blood wet masterpiece! 1/3/2018