Holy and Great Friday

hammer, nails
cross, spear
Your Mother's tears
and ours
a cry,
darkness falls, then
silence
cannot breathe
how can this be?
You hang there
suspended
we wait here
suspended
not knowing
what we see
we cannot bear
to stay
we do not dare
to leave
this holy space
but kneel, bow,
kiss Your feet,
wonder, and
wait