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THE SIGN

“What has been written, is written!” said Pilate           John 19:22.
as he placed the words above your head.
And You, the Word, are speaking with your death
without making a sound, and in dark silence
you express the whiteness of your life
with a light that never ends. Your light
falls over us silently, bit by bit,
like white snowflakes that settle
on the green grass; your blood falls
on us drop by drop; it flows endlessly
and it permeates our soul. Like the grass,
humbly, with hands relaxed, and minds
at rest, with our hearts beating like a silent
white-tailed deer, we receive the snowfall
of your light. Although the rays of your light
are dormant, they penetrate our eyelids,
and those rays of light illumine our dreams.

The light that surrounds you is the Spirit
flowing out of your Father, the eternal Sun;
it penetrates the darkness and flows into us
from You, His moon, in our sad night.
Darkness was upon the face of the deep and           Genesis 1:2.
the Spirit of God moved over the dark waters
when He Who Is commanded: “Let there be light!”;
and from the heart of that darkness came
the Spirit-Light, which fills our hearts           2 Corinthians 4:6.
with the image of your face, a living replica
of the One in whose image we are made,
and in whose image You cast the light on us.
And that light is the love which unites us;
it unites us and forms the divine humanity
of your universal church in our hearts.
The light, a diamond in the waters flowing
from heaven above, clothes your nakedness;           Genesis 1:7..
when the darkness touches your body
it assumes the whiteness of intense light!