What Jesus Saw from the Cross: All around there continues the noise of the herdsmen travelling into the city, of camels laden heading to Jaffa or Damascus as never-ending winds raise dusts in the far distant desert; there is the scent of blossoms from nearby fig trees and the blood red anemone all around Calvary; and, then, there is the ceaseless roars of blasphemers at the foot of the Cross; standing there too is one who silently ponders all, her own soul now fully pierced.
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