I go to declare that the chains of bondage are broken. The body prepared itself for breaking. Friends await with desire and dreams. Truth is tossed about in search of understanding. Justice is surprised with cries of hatred.
Wood weighs heavy.
Anguish tumbles forth from eyes that are left with only seeing. Then with arms raised and open Spirit-breath heaves a sigh and life surrenders life. Death is all around me. You are source and satisfaction. My bones are numbered, dry and brittle each time I hang from my cross.