3. Saint Veronica
Wipes the Face of Christ
A human hand here helps a human God
To clear his sight. He who has healed the blind
Is blinded now by sweat and salty blood.
She can’t stop cruelty, but she can be kind.
The first veil ruined on this ruined day
Is freely given. Face to face she sees
The face of him who walks for her this Way
Of Sorrow, slave who slaves to set her free.
Like all we give to Christ this cloth comes back
Infused with that true icon of his gaze.
She bears his victory in a simple swatch
Of linen set with sacred blood ablaze.
We never see his face in what we keep.
He turns our tears to those for whom he weeps.
He turns our tears to those for whom he weeps.
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