Journal from Golgotha

today in the shadows
on Golgotha's hill,
mercy came in gory
my bruised hands, tremble still.

spitting on eyes filled with love
striking fist on battered skin,
wounded heart on full display -
mine! - beaten, with grief within.

drawing back the hammer
eyes filled with sweat and tears,
grace shining through the shadows
love defeating all my fears.

light captured in that moment
though darkness fills the air,
thorns thrust on Holy skull
hope breathes through the despair.

Note: Written as a journal/diary entry of the Roman soldier who declared at the cross - "Truly this man was the Son of God"