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Strung from yon tree, the bleeding, broken being
Perceived beloved women down below,
Compassion wrenched his heart, his mother seeing.
What favour he upon her can bestow?
Then saw he, with the sufferers, huddled there,
The male companion whom he dearly loved,
His mother he commended to his care,
That she by him forever shall be gloved;
Affection, selfless, dwelt in mother’s heart,
Whose son surrendered to the Greater Good,
Her innocence to him she did impart,
That all may gain a wholesome livelihood.
Humility beheld the face of Grace,
The Godhead willed all suffering be displaced!
©Meanderings 2018
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Stirring, dear friend!
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Thank You! Blessed Easter Hugs.
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Great sonnet for the day. Hope you had a great Easter.
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Thanks Peter. Yes very good…..Quiet but super. Hope yours was good too.
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Hugs!!! ❤
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Bless You! Hugs! ❤
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Indeed! A lovely reflection on a precious moment during the crucifixion, and an eschatological hope – lots of theology in that sonnet, Elliott! A very happy resurrection-tide to you and your wife. xx
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Thanks, Gill. Yes, sonnet reflects much of m on Theology.. 😉 Resurrection Blessings for you…and yours….Hugs! ❤
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How beautiful and poignant! Loved the raindrops too, brought tears to mind.xxx
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Thanks, D! Hope you had a lovely Easter. Hugs ❤
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Beautiful and such a lovely accompanying image. Have a superb day. Janet 🙂 xx
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Thank you, Janet. May your week go well! Hugs! ❤
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True, magnificent poetry 😀
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Thanks D. Hugs! ❤
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