What if you saw his tears?

What if you saw his tears

Drip past his skin.?

Torn skin from whips that freed his blood-gates for me.

if u saw his tears would it be justice?

Would it melt your heart?

Would it leave u on your knees?

 

What if you saw his pain?

His sorrow, the weight of the cross -yours and mine

Slung across his bruised back.

 

What if u saw his mother’s eyes laden with unspeakable sorrow?

What if the pain

You saw on John’s eyes could be measured?

And you saw his Father turn his eyes away

from the biggest event on earth?

And Joseph sitting next to an idle hammer between sobs that never still.

 

What if u held the nails for the soldiers at the foot of the cross?

And saw the inches implode his frail bones,

What if u saw peter deny him at dawn?

Or the 10 fleeing from Golgotha?

Would it matter, would it be justice?

Would it be a worthy exchange?

Would the pain impose itself on your heart?

Would u tow a different path?

Would it burn your heart?

Would the travail in his innocent voice matter?

What would change as he hung suspended mid-air next to the mocking thief?

Would his scream crush the walls of your heart to surrender?

Or the scream that rent the temple apart make you walk in?

 

What if I saw his tears?

Its tiny streaks of salty keys

Breaking loose to set me free

Will it bring me close?

What if I saw his redness

Splashed on the cross?

A cross built across his father’s carpenter shop

Will it bring my heart to justice?

Or take it further away?

 

What If I held the spear?

That pierced his tender side

Will the fountain’s burst teach my heart to love him more?

Or walk home, for it was just another thief’s death.

Will his groans

Make me think?

Or flashbacks of each landing whip

Lead my heart to the throne?

What if you saw his body lifted

Down

And soldiers acknowledge he was truly the father’s son?

While a rented tomb he’ll lay for the next three

Will it be a perfect swoop?

Or just another short lived drama?

Will their watch at gates of the tomb

Help me pause to think it might be true he bled and died just for me?

Or will I wait to see if  he’ll rise?

 

Just what if

All of it was seen by you?

Will you make your choice to be with him forever?

Till heaven’s blast will lift you home?

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