March 13, 2015

EMPTY CRUCIFIXES

Empty trees, empty crucifixes ...

in this cold empty forest....

Where are our dead, O Lord?

Where are our dead?

Where are you O Lord?

Where are you as well?

In the last few years

I have lost too many neighbors,

too many friends, too many family members.

To quote Shakespeare, is this “the winter

of our discontent?” Will March,  march on

and bring us buds and new bursts of life,

ending winter, ending Lent, beginning

Easter, Spring, Resurrection and new life?

Then, when the first bud buds,

when the first blade of grass greens,

please let me hear, “Hmm!” “Hmm!” from you,

so I can say, “O Lord, there you are again.

Be with all of us on this journey 
from winter to spring,
from crib to crucifix, 
from crucifix to empty cross - 
to resurrection and new Life, 
Eternal Life, O, Lord Jesus."

© Andrew Costello, Reflections, 2015