The Silence of Saturday

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Do you hear the silence in the tomb—hard and lifeless—vacuous hopes of my heart buried in a borrowed grave with one who would save us?

Do you hear the silence in the streets where palms, faded and brittle, blow to the wadis by dry desert winds—blow along with our visions of an overcoming respite?

And the pain of that black moment has dissolved in my tears and loss, and we mourn for him, but probably more for ourselves—myself.

And in the weeping and the regularity of another’s day, a great silence fills and empties me of will and belief.  Behind my eyes, inside my head, the palpable quiet pushes out hope and in my hands where once we held his bread and wine, I hold despair, pressed down, dark, and bloody.

About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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13 Responses to The Silence of Saturday

  1. Kevin Daniel says:

    Wow! I was trying to put into words what today means, and how the disciples must’ve felt. The terror, the unknowing, the quiet. Great post.

  2. reinkat says:

    This is beautiful, both image and words.

  3. jeglatter says:

    Oh just beautiful!
    -Jennifer

  4. jmgoyder says:

    Heart wrenchingly beautiful

  5. Reblogged this on A p r o n h e a d — Lilly and commented:

    ………………..for Easter’s waiting Saturday.

  6. Starralee says:

    Beautiful. I love Holy Week–even with the apprehension of the pain and darkness our Lord experienced, and of his confused and frightened followers then, there is a richness and depth that I don’t get to during the Christmas season.

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