Not all the crosses were on Calvary Hill <br />The Romans an inventive and expansive people <br />Used their snarl and bite to keep entire populations in line. <br />An instrument of terror more than justice <br />The consequence of placement <br />Could take days or even weeks to consumate. <br /> <br />Not all crosses were on Calvary Hill <br />Susan knew first hand <br />They come in many styles and sizes <br />Enogh to fit us all and sure enough to find us <br />At what seemed almost the golden hour. <br />Subtle, she bore hers well <br />The suffering her quiet frame would bear <br />Susan was not a complainer and only a few would know. <br /> <br />We have trouble with this cross thing <br />It stops the advertisers cold and <br />Some famous theologians have been know <br />To get nervous hiccups at just the thought. <br /> <br />Susan is in heaven now <br />Beyond a hundred million light years from this time and place <br />God's tears have washed the stain of turmoil from her face and <br />Healed her form to spiritual stature <br />An earthly husband would have to work to know. <br /> <br />Still we shake our heads and wonder <br />At the savagery of her cross and <br />Trust that power greater than ourselves <br />That most call God and I 'The Other' out of awe and wonder <br />That she at last is free <br />Held by light that never fades or fails through all eternity.<br /><br />Bill Grace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-passage-a-poem-for-susan-wood/
