To see you on that cross
the very perfect of us all
Your blood dripping down
as the despair went all around.

Your love always shown
Your eyes never faltered

You hung there till the last,
never failing, never seeking
their approval or feeding their
disdain, only letting your love flow.

Eyes full of tears watching
Never leaving till you were gone.
How broken they must have felt as the watched
the greatest they had known leaving them this way.

The sorrow to see, the despair to feel
not knowing what the next days would bring.

His love for us never died
only moved to the inside.
We can no longer see, we must feel

That seed within us, we must nourish,
let it begin to bring us new.

A journey that starts and yet takes
us into the dark

Stretching, reaching

The Son gives us all we need
brings us to the light and sets us free.

Our seeds sprouted
leaves reaching out
showing the world.

All beginning with the dripping
of the blood of the worlds'
most perfect man.