The Rot Was Never Yours
The hands reach for you and your skin crawls, convinced you will transfer the rot to them. You pull away before the touch can land, certain that your contamination is real.
But the light does not flinch from what it knows. It saw you before you ever felt dirty.
Neither do I condemn you. Go now.
The rot was never yours to carry. The light is clean enough for both of you.
Drawing from
John 8:10-11, Gospel of Thomas 70
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