Venerdì Santo – A Reflection


Shudders at a void
Nothing much to say
Words fall asleep
Emptiness, nothingness
So freaking loud

Humid breeze embracing
Sunbeams a-blinding
In an angry cloudless sky
I closed my eyes
Stop, listen
As the world begins to whisper

Wordly promises seduce the soul
Twisted into every shape and form
The light penetrates the realm of truth
In its ultimate stillness
Revealing a sacrifice of life
A man died on the cross for love

The Crucifixion
Unspoken veneration
A refuge, a rest
A healing place
Its miracle speaks
Feel the pain of humanity in it

The echo of suffering
Simple, yet enormously complex
Soundless screams in every heartbeat
The Redeemer’s unconditional love lives
If only man would shut up, and listen…
Heaven is always within


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