Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Rebirth

The crucifix for centuries
Has been a symbol of God's grace.
Upon the cross, Christ's agonies
Allowed saving the human race.
His blood dripping into the ground,
Where the cross did hold him upright.
By piecing nails, his limbs were bound,
Forcing the dying body tight
To the crossing pieces of wood.
When the body of Christ was gone
From that time and place for good,
The wood continued on and on.

Somewhere growing in Calvary,
Rooted in Christ's blood is a tree.