Transgression

She saw him nailed on the lovers cross With each blow hammered to the nails...... He felt sharp pangs driven into his heart Each strike reminded him of her misdeeds Betrayal, unfaithfulness, wickedness....... Bang, bang, bang they were driven in. With a dry heart he asked for some water Upon a spear gave him vinegar on sponge To dry his appealing lips. She saw a wound opened on his side To him he was reminded of the bone of creation He looked into the skies with a plea. When turmoil struck in the light of day...... She ran home to shroud her guilt Amid tears she tried to hide Waters that would not cease wetting her pillow. Discovering her transgression She gives her heart to the Lord.