Lent 12: Second Sunday of Lent

Do the hills bring comfort?

Soon He will ascend His penultimate hill,

crown on brow, chest weighed down,

wrath upon His soul.

 

From where will come His aid?

He leaves the tabernacle, the comfort

of union, the certainty of feet

which cannot stumble.

 

I lift up mine eyes…

The glorious handiwork of hands soon scarred

stretch into horizon, the resting stool

of feet bent upon a cross…

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