Lance of Longinus III
Father, and fathers before he,
know that I fall from you without fear:
“Truly, this man was the Son of God,”
I spoke aloud as I thrust the lance,
and knew a dawn of peace within me
as the sun set upon our ancient empire.
Father, and fathers before he,
know that I fall from you without fear:
I have forsaken only the shadow that
has become our world, and beg a thousand times:
forgiveness, blessed father, but no longer am I astray –
“Truly, this man was the Son of God.”
Father, and fathers before he,
know that I fall from you without fear:
what that I could share with you this
blood, this salvation, that you might say,
“Truly, this man was the Son of God,” –
and what that only you didn’t fear to fall.
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