under the cross I live
work and write
in Your Silence
often immerse myself
wishing to ease Your pain
take away the torture
take over the sadness
or perhaps turn back time
to understand
why I was killing Him
every day
You are silent
You are looking for relief in silence
it was I who caused You this pain
by torturing Your SonI whipped Him to blood
Which is so precious to me now
I was reborn
when I received His grace
but my soul
wishing for purification
wants to die with You
reject human desires
and immerse itself in the Silence of Torment
March 2019
Arkadiusz Niewolski



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