Crucifixion
By Douglas W. Price - Albuquerque, New Mexico, USA - 12 April 2014
Groan
lifted up, and kneeling
below helpless, unhealing,
love shorn
and numb-stormed
without, within,
the beloved shrink as the arid winds
mock Him alone.
How can this lead out,
bleed out,
bring about
a good, a Godly,
a glow-ring
around hearts heading
home
hoping
for meaning?
It can.
Blood on sand,
tears and dust-stained
faces, feelings,
hands,
yet
kept
after all sense is wept
comes the hallowing,
fearsome love-letting
accompanying
home.