Holy Saturday
Tombs are cold, dark,
bringing out fears of non-being.
Jesus lay his body now at peace,
bloodless, beaten, broken,
His cold flesh at one with the total silence.
Death means the loss of everything,
hopes and dreams no more,
buried, no one thought there would be a tomorrow.
It was over
God works in ways beyond comprehension,
as the body rest in the gloom
there is much happening,
that like an explosion of light
will change the world-Br.MD