Via Dolorosa, In Jerusalem, In The Holy Land Poem by Sofia Kioroglou
Via Dolorosa, In Jerusalem, In The Holy Land
I see my Lord, the Way, the Truth and the Life
He moveth on wearing a crown of thorns, carrying a cross
I see my Lord crawling on the raggedy way leading to Calvary
the blood from his forehead smarting His eyes.
I am just another bystander witnessing the razor sharp lash
cutting into His flesh and I crave to stretch my arms around Him
I am on the street the Holy Lamb of God has Walked
I am on the Via Dolorosa, In Jerusalem, in the Holy Land.
My sweet Leloudia, thank you so much! Visiting the Holy Land and the Holy Sepulcher is a chance to commune with God. Having trodden the paths where Jesus walked, I feel like I am a bystander always engaging in an active conversation with him. He is always there watching me, sometimes even bearing my cross. Love Jerusalem and the Holy Land! Be blessed!
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5/3/2024 8:20:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sofia, you humble us with such pure, succinct, words that spring from your heart and soul when you write about our Lord and Savior. To walk where Jesus walked.... I cannot imagine the tumult and the peace that must have resided side by side in your soul at that moment. Thank you for posting this poem..