Monthly Archives: April 2013

The Man of Sorrows Acquainted with Grief

Caravaggio’s Easter- Witnessing the Kiss of Judas -the-betrayal-of-christ-
All his friends fighting to be the greatest,
Yet it was he whom He let sit the closest.
His humility and love were embraced,
As He tied an apron around His waist.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.
 
The Master becoming the Servant,
His love for him ever fervent.
Washing his feet with His tears,
The thought of his loss did He still fear.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.
 
In intimate fellowship did they observe the meal,
All the while His broken heart did He reveal.
In love did He send him out to betray,
Yet in His heart He was left in dismay.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.
 
In prayer did He wait,
Hoping that he would be late.
Longing that he would have a change of heart,
That they would never have to dwell apart.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.
 
Yet with His enemy did he arrive,
To hand Him over still alive.
In intimacy was he pursued,
And in intimacy was He betrayed.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.