Claudia’s sleep became disturbed

The very idea, completely absurd

Her husband ordered to adjudicate

Jesus of Nazareth terrible fate.

A man came to her dreams

One aware of all the schemes

This Jesus spoke of a loving God

His attitude being very odd.

Her dreams continued, no relief

She drowned slowly in a sea of grief

Her husband must not condemn

This man who meant so much to them.

She rushed a letter to her husband

Do not condemn Him my precious one

For all will suffer at His demise

I have seen this with my own eyes.

She waited for the message return

Her fear within began to burn

She must see for herself His fate

She felt the need before it was to late.

Her way was block by the crowd

Many crying, many shouting loud

Pilate’s wife pushed her way through

But there was nothing she could do.

Pilate condemned Jesus to the cross

She saw His love weeping at the loss

Running in fear she returned in gloom

Sobbing as she reached safety in her room.

For Pilate’s sin she felt such blame

But the dream to her once more came

“Father forgive, there’s nothing I can do”

“My child, I have already forgiven you.”

Pilate paid a horrible price for his deed

Taking Christ’s life without any heed,

Yet Claudia lived in bliss and love

Believing ever-after in the Lord up above.