The Cruciform Theodrama

Angelic observers in heavenly spheres
See the face of darkness rising
As serpent from its ancient root

Hands of the Righteous One soon pierced
World's rulers enthralled in the dark enticing
As nails convey our sin and reveal painful truth


Arms outstretched he is uplifted in mid-air
As in his body he joins height and width
Mediating between heaven and earth

Bystanders join in by their contemptuous stare
Passing by the healing pain in their midst
As the coming new covenant is in pangs of birth


The servant enthroned to lead in suffering
Became king coronated with thistles and thorns
Choice before the world on his right and left

Our own guilt next to the grace he was ushering
The place of decision amidst the scorns
Humble wish for reception or spiteful theft


The forces of darkness in this world
And the sinister one they follow
Did not understand the depth of love

Into wheels of destruction he was hurled
Yet on third day their power proved hollow
Mission of mercy received its amen from above

What a picture of sin, mercy, grace and forgiveness! Also our wicked foes!

Great word painting!

Thanks. First I thought I'd save this one for Good Friday, but perhaps I'll be able to write another poem or two on the same topic by that time.

Also, could you comment on how clearly discernible the rhyme pattern is in your opinion? It is:

A
B
C

A
B
C

So I wouldn't really fault a reader for not even noticing that it rhymes as there are multiple lines in between.

Thanks for pointing out rhyming scheme! No i didnt notice it. Perhaps a more observant person would see it?