Friday, April 2, 2010

GOOD FRIDAY

They gathered along the rugged hill
not wanting to stare,
yet unable to look away
Some wept and quietly prayed;
Some gawked and mocked
and taunted the man
-both human and Divine
nailed upon the cross
the one they called,
" King of the Jews".
Some bowed  their head
afraid and ashamed
at what they had done;
Recognizing too late the
Son of Mary,
Son of David,
Son of God
At that moment
the sky turned dark
like charcoal,
the air stagnant and still
A  mighty wind
swept across the land
the heavens lashed out
with a thunderous noise;
The earth trembled; The angels cried
at  the Crucifixation of our  Lord

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