Curse

After Galatians 3:7-14 

The curse dragged me

across a barren land,

a landscape like desert,

alone, cast out,

abandoned. To walk,

or perhaps crawl,

that landscape is

to hunger, to thirst,

to ache, to hurt,

to despair, to die.

It’s a journey we

cannot make ourselves;

only our substitute 

can take that walk,

can make that journey,

taking our place.

 

Photograph by Daniel Jensen via Unsplash. Used with permission.