The Three Days: A Poem for Holy Week

The Three Days: A Poem for Holy Week March 24, 2016

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Three Days
(Cleopas, Peter, Arimathea)

My shoelaces frayed into
aimless clouds
from walking too far
after the knot of hope
loosened
and untied the future.

I erased the darkness
bathing despair
in the warm blue glow
of an endless screen,
the only light
left.

I sang a lullaby
and opened the abyss,
gathering the dead
body of God
into my arms.
I cradled the future when I buried it.


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