Upon the Cross I gazed

I gazed upon your cross today
upon your body,
writhing in torment
frozen in time.
Your face in perfect agony,
your shoulders slumped
under the weight of a fallen world.
Arms outstretched
in the ultimate embrace.
I gazed upon your cross today
the cross that casts its long shadow
over my very life.
That all I am,
all that I could be,
is somehow fixed upon it.
My own arms outstretched
in priestly blessing
and Eucharistic sacrifice
to relay all that you have done.
I gazed upon your cross today
where at the foot your mother is
clinging and crying
her broken sobs for her broken son,
and your words hand heavy in the air.
Behold your mother
My mother, Our mother
and my heart breaks, with her
for her, as she becomes my own.
I gazed upon your cross today
and then in shame
I had to look away.
I had to look away.

S+JMC
(Written: 4.IX.19)

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