(The Dark Night, book II: chapter 6-7)
"And when the sixth hour had come, there
was darkness over the whole land until the
ninth hour. And at the ninth hour Jesus cried
with a loud voice, 'Elo-i, Elo-i, lama sabach-thani?'
which means, 'My God, my God, why hast thou
forsaken me?'" (34)
As dark deepens, all hope is panned;
Fear and abandonment soon reign.
Her substance slips away like sand;
All that remains is grief and pain.
The sentence for her sins is served,
Before His right judgment and scorn;
The punishment she has deserved,
Is dealt as she falls down, forlorn.
Abandoned, imprisoned alone,
Deep in the dungeon of this night,
Her spirit cries with wail and moan;
Her soul besieged with pain and fright.
For what seems like eternity,
This night exceeds all she has seen.
She gains a deep humility;
Love's purified -- her heart's made
This prison yields profound rebirth
Her purgatory here on earth.
May the Merciful Jailor provide the strong
remedy needed for the cleansing of the deepest
impurities found in our souls.
34. Mark 15:33-34
(c) Paul Buis, 2004