Nails
It was for you
The cross encumbered my shoulder
Walking in love
I lumbered to the top of Calvery
With undying certainty
It was for you
Sorrow clawed my face
Clutching my soul
Like a ravenous bird
My love forgiving
The nails carelessly hammered through
The hands reaching out to you
Love crucified
Still my heart melts within my breast
When I feel you close your heart
When I hear your empty words
Words like nails
Piercing the bone
Grieving me crucified
O my child,
Truth is love exemplified.
Copyright © Barbara Aquila | Year Posted 2019
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