Blood and Tears

Love and fear
     flow mingled down
     to chest from chin and cheek,
 A just response
     to God’s great power
     displayed to all men meek.

 His voice clear roared
     from heavenly throne
     drove men unto their knees,
 A moment’s flush, 
     fear’s trembling hand,
     near love they longed to see.

 Shrouded in clouds
     God’s hidden face
     where answers can be found,
 Answers that touch
     both heart and head
     where fear and love are bound.

 But fearful tears
     flow not alone
     down dark and anguished face,
 A brow impaled
     with thorny crown
     flows true with mercy’s grace.

 His love flows red
     my fears roll clear
     both ‘twined as hand in glove,
 Two brows of men -
     mortal, divine -
     fear purged by ‘ternal love.