by Bianquita

Created on: October 05, 2008

PASSION

My thirst screams for water,

but finds only the salt of my tears.

Blood leaves my body,

faster now,

liberating my lungs from

this painful breath.

I open my vision and search for an Answer

within my Flesh, where,

but for a moment,

I see my veins pulsating with the brightness

I have come to release.

Blood spills out,

and is replaced by a Light

that covers the earth

with a layer of grace,

awakening every creature from the prison of its dark slumber.

I have fulfilled my promise,

dearest One.

I have come to bring You home, all of You,

and grant You perfect safety from Your illusions of death.

My bones ache with Your pain and despair,

as I struggle to take in my last breath.

My limbs cling to the wood of the Cross,

not because of the iron that binds them to It,

but because I hesitate to leave You,

so great is the love I feel for You.

But the red curtain in front of my eyes is lifted

and there is no more blood left to bleed.

I ask my Father whether I should leave now

or if there is anything else I can do

to help You on your journey.

I look at Mary one more time,

and for a moment I rejoice,

in the memory of Her softness.

I bless Her,

and my Mother,

and my People,

and my Land.

I tremble,

and cry my last tear.

Then my Heart shatters into the Light.

It is done.

I am held in the arms of an Angel so beautiful,

but only for an instant,

as I cross the threshold

between Life and Death.

And then I Am.

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