\"It\'s Finished!\"
At three in the eve
When no mass or bells visible
The tears held- whispers paused
Silence entered...
The torn veil- the open tombs!
The weight of sin when darkness timing,
the misinterpreted love blossoming-
Eloi Eloi!!!
Forgave my sins and redeemed from chains
Feet washed and the supper night,
the king who entered on a donkey\'s ride
Palm leaves then green,
now wetted with blood stains
from throned crown and cursed nails
The heavy heart watered the earth
The flesh parted the veils, the broken bread,
Marks at Gethsemane, paved the way to Golgotha.
The cup that filled from sorrows to good wine
Till new wine days, unlike in Cana before!