Whose Wound Reveals

The world that we escape to… a thunder strike to come That inner passing night train the past and future run An image once to blind you now guiding through the maze Temptation and redemption twin catalysts betrayed One vision chosen blindly new insight falls like rain As darkness drains the cosmos reflection dyed and stained But memory comes as Savior stigmata left behind Whose wound is now a fountain —where flows the deeper mind (Plane Back from Dallas: June, 2018)