At Gethsemane Poem by Valsa George
At Gethsemane
An unusual heaviness hung in the air
The wind didn't stir, no leaf fluttered
The dead weight of engulfing darkness pressed on
It was a fateful night, horrible and stark
As a monument of misery, walked Jesus
Weary and distraught as never before,
With staggering steps to the Mount of Olives,
To the Garden of Gethsemane
For him it was the darkest hour of the soul
He needed to be comforted by his Father
Oppressed by anguish, pinned down
By the weight of the world's sin,
He groaned and moaned
He wanted his disciples to keep vigil and pray
But to his great annoyance he saw them sleeping
Failed repeatedly by disciples,
Callously deserted by followers
He knew he had to drink the cup of pain all alone
He saw the demoniac hordes of hell surround him
He bowed down to touch the ground in prayer
His soggy eyes were lifted Heavenwards
At that fierce hour, sweat spouted out as drops of blood!
On the edge of a battle he knew he can't escape,
He prayed in all earnest, his soul writhing in agony
‘If it be possible, let this cup pass from me
But not as I will, but thou wilt'
Finally the hour came for him to bear the cross
On his way to Calvary, many followed him
Not to share his pain or lessen his burden
But to enjoy this spectacle of disgrace and contempt
While the whole of his body sagged on three nails
And his flesh, cut and peeled at every point
He didn't scream in agony, but remained calm
And a prayer escaped his parted lips
'Father forgive them, for they don't know
What they are doing'
Is there any other on Earth
Who suffered the worst type of betrayal
And the excruciating pain of crucifixion
With such forgiveness, in such grace!
Wow.I am just amazed.... What an unique style..and the choice of words is just superb... Truly you are gifted. May God bless you and fill your pen with his magical ink to keep on stamping your signature in the world of emotions
I can feel the deep passion in your write although in such matters I ain't too bright so in my view it must have been written right thanks Valsa
A touching poem bringing out the significance of Good Friday.
This poem makes us emotional. We feel the time of Crucifixion.The photo tells about everything. " Finally the hour came for him to bear the cross On his way to Calvary, many followed him.." Jesus sacrificed for mankind. History witnessed the truth. For peaceful world Jesus has tried a lot and taught us many values. To an extreme betrayal he has forgiven in calm mind. This is excellently penned an amazing Biblical perceptive poem...10
forgive them, for they don't know What they are doing A touching poem.
Remarkable poem. Full of reverence and adoration for a great figure in the history of mankind. The last hours of his enormous sufferings and humanity's disgrace are described in heart-rending images conveying the horror of that moment very effectively. One man carrying the burden of whole mankind's sins on his shoulders...great tribute from you to his sacrifice. A plus.
Good Friday, without doubt is meant for celebration. Actual celebration really happens when a sinner repents of his sinful nature and accepts LORD Jesus Christ as his/her personal savior. For the God the Father sent HIS only SON (LORD JESUS CHRIST) unto earth to grant eternal life to those who believe in HIM. Thanks for the share Mam!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Many other such fictional characters have been portrayed through literature. The story is interesting and the poem is nicely written.