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New comment from Jean Woolley

<p>Very well written. I really appreciated it. </p>

Original Post by Michael Davidson

Jesus' Passion in Poetry

<p>          <strong>Stony Way </strong></p>
<p><strong> </strong></p>
<p>Stretched on that rock amidst olive trees</p>
<p>in abject fear blood breaks through your skin.</p>
<p>Startled at your traitor’s kiss,</p>
<p>you go to carry the curse of our sin.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Pilate with icy, stony heart           </p>
<p>turns you over to torturers’ hands.</p>
<p>To play the king was to be your part,</p>
<p>but you are surely in command.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Lashed to a pillar by your wrists</p>
<p>you bear the lashes of a stone-faced legionary.</p>
<p>For this you came to visit us -</p>
<p>from love for wanton Gentiles and Jewry.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Your hand clutches at smooth, cream flagstones</p>
<p>when you fall under more brutal beatings,</p>
<p>as if to fulfil your wish to own</p>
<p>and embrace the city under your wings.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Your mother from the crowd appears,</p>
<p>her heart warm but woebegone.</p>
<p>Strengthened by her tender tears</p>
<p>you set your face like flint and struggle on.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Up the craggy hillside you creep in readiness;</p>
<p>iron strikes iron, you cry out in anguish.</p>
<p>Your words from the cross of forgiveness</p>
<p>soften my heart, so hard and peevish.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Laid on a cold slab, all hope abandoned;</p>
<p>does mercy in the Father’s heart smoulder?</p>
<p>Morning breaks, the tomb is unburdened;</p>
<p>what hand rolled away the boulder?</p>
<p> </p>
<p>On the pebbly shore of Galilee’s Sea</p>
<p>tragedy has turned to honour and glory;</p>
<p>you are alive as your fishermen can see.</p>
<p>As you tell them and tell us – proclaim my story!</p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p>Michael Davidson</p>