reflections on the cross (part 1)

placing words next to the cross is the greatest feat of a writer.

i have been trying to find the words. I fall short.
pounding idiotically for years
through 7 computers and countless journals
in sermons, dramatic sketches, blogs and poems
distorted and unsuccessful
the cross outshines my verbosity
it confounds me
i see it in glimpses
there is no greater irony
beautiful, ghastly
wonderous, humble
shame and glory
these words cannot seperate themselves from the cross.
there is no greater salve.
it is the cross of Christ.
I will continue to search for the words.
(if for no one else- for me)