Spirit shoots down
through the rough-hewn
wood so dull
all the way
to the place of the skull
and leaps upward
into and through
the cross beam
reaching the farthest
stretches of lands
embracing all in
Jesus’ wounded hands
then shooting
up into the embrace
of Eternal Grace
and through
that twisted, tortured
God-forsaken form
violence is forever shorn
and God’s Realm of mercy,
peace and justice
is born.