Crucifix Poem by Jerry Buckley

I keep a crucifix, dangling from my rear view mirror
A pendulous representation of something far away superior
A simple rosewood relic of blood droplets linked on rope
So gaunt, yet it gives me strength, my harbinger of hope

It is looking ever forward and so slightly to my right
Guarding a sort of blind spot, with its paradigm of light
Vigilant yes, but unlike a silly rabbit's foot you'd hold
More akin to a family photo, carried in your wallet's fold

Fortunate me, this rosewood emblem, looks the other way
Unworthy as I often am, to gaze upon that face most days
Just let me retain a visual, of a spear-torn side in sight
Behold one blood sopped brow, recall one Holy Roman night

'Voice of One' @ Jerry Buckley