Pleading! Poem by Flencirose Basera

The Son cried out
As anguish and deep distress overcame Him
Anguish He knew
For He knew His destiny!

To reach that destiny
He had to go through it all!
The Father had planned it all!
The saving of the human race!

Everything was on His shoulders
The burden was becoming too heavy
He was seeking for a presence
To re-assure and assist with the burden!

The Son cried out,
'My soul is crushed with grief....'
Our souls are crushed at times
And we should all reach out!

'..to the point of death'
Hopelessness offers death as an escape!
When we cannot face the troubles and tragedies,
That befall us in our personal journey!

He pleaded, 'Stay here and watch with me'
He felt so alone!
He reached out!
In reaching out we find strength!

I know you can hear me!
In your own world you have created!
A fantasy to block out all pain!
Reach out and touch His garment!

212/05/09 Pipi