Saturday, April 23, 2011

Holy Saturday

How heavy that day must have felt
Without hope or understanding
The sting of failure painful
Beyond human reasoning

A friend dead, savior defeated
Are all promises a lie?
The hurt of an illusion
Believing so much, then to die?

Before a new beginning
Stares the silence of defeat
The humbling, the waiting
Death and growth of a grain of wheat

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