Looking At The Cross

Entering the unknown in trust.
All his words convey his oneness with the Holy Parent,
he understands divine intention and he acts.

The inevitable happens.
Events crash together in a rush of action,
in less than a day;
questioning, beating, mocking, desertion,
carrying the cross.
He is alone.

The certainty is shaken,
he understands -
yet cannot help but wonder.
His heart and "The Father's" are one -
yet he is so alone
"Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?"
a gulp of air, a final cry,
"Into thy hands I commit my spirit."

Entering the unknown in trust.