Friday, 19 March 2010

The Crucifixion

You were the one with the Father,
Then the Father turned his back on you,
You felt forsaken,
Hanging there between heaven’s thunder
And the dank spittle of earth.

For that moment you belonged nowhere.
You were love, cut off from love;
Truth nailed down by lies.
You must have wanted to explode, to disintegrate,
To disappear into a void.
But that was forbidden.
And that was the test.

Your blood burst through your skin
And ran down like sweat.
Your sweat ran cold
And drained into your heart.
The universe caught hold of your pain.
The sun went blind with grief.
The earth shivered in shock.
History was torn in two.

I stood at a distance,
My collar turned up,
Like a murderer witnessing
A wrongful arrest.

Thanks to Jane

1 comment:

  1. Hi, I am from Australia.

    Please find a completely different Understanding of the symbolism of the Christian idol--that is the cross.

    And of death altogether--which is of course what the cross is about.