in a sorrow of olives
did agony speak
quiet lesson in prayer
a foreboding of
imminent suffering
let this cup pass
will and weakness
conjoined and inhered
in a most human hour
while nearby exhaustion
from grief and from fear
laid three hearts down
in sleep of despair
loath to witness
a strengthening angel
assist in their Teacher’s
divine transformation
resolved to submission
embracing with passion
all pain of mortality
trusting that love
has a purpose
a purpose so great
it required dark
midnight betrayal
to reach its fulfilment