The Cross



The Cross


Weight bore down
Almost unbearable
Joy and sadness combined
 “For now you shall know in part
Then you shall know in full.”
Almost consumed by the Spirit
Such ecstasy
Tears and sweat mingling
The intense pain and all-pervading joy
The suffering and the hope
Slowly He gives Himself up
To higher things
Blood trickles down
His companions, one with him
His Mother bereft
As a sword pierces her soul
John takes her head and lays it on his breast
In comfort
They cut him down and
Wrap him in clean cloths
Like He was a baby
In a manger

Joanna Bennett


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