The Road To Emmaus Poem by John F. McCullagh

The Road To Emmaus

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Did you ever wonder why,
As you hung upon the cross,
we weren’t ready for your words?
if we were worth the price it cost?

At a place they call the skull,
hung upon a tree to die,
With nails that pierce your wrists and feet,
and dying thieves on either side.

“Others he did save,
but he cannot save himself”
Executed like a slave,
By a Rome malignant to itself.

As you spoke your final words
And then hung your head to die
Did you fear you were heard only
By the sparrows and the sky?

When the Pilus pierced your side
And the water flowed like blood
Had you already breathed your last?
Had darkness overcome the sun?

Do you miss the wine and water?
The perfume in the Magdalene’s hair?
When I journey to Emmaus,
Will you accompany me there?

Our hearts will burn like fire
For love of him thought dead
When again we recognize you,
In the breaking of the bread.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 25 May 2019

Do you miss the wine and water? The perfume in the Magdalene’s hair? When I journey to Emmaus, Will you accompany me there? heart burning with fire.. love always this part of Emmaus. Jesus, cleopas and the other companion. love this poem dear poet. tony

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