lenten journal: tomb time

This morning a group of us gathered at church for breakfast and reflection together on “tomb time.” The experience led me to these words.

there was dead silence
from those trapped
outside the tomb
not a word about
where they went or
if they stayed together
they didn’t know
they were waiting
it was just over
hopeless lifeless
less than expected
nothing could roll
away the sadness
it’s hard to stay here
somebody say something
how long can we live
without resolution?

Peace,
Milton