Broken Vessels
With each snap of the whip With each piercing of the thorn With
each strike of the hammer With each gasp of breath Shattering sounds
begin to echo around the earth.
As the thunder claps As the sky
darkens As the curtain tears As the final breath releases Broken
pieces of shattered vessels cover the world
The Son rises from the
darken tomb, the splintered shards melt together As a multicolored mosaic
appears. A barrier of sin blocking humanity from God is
destroyed.
The Father looks upon His creation through a stained glass
window fashioned by His Son.
Light manifests throughout earth and
Heaven Humankind once again reflects the Creator.
-- Susan Handle Terbay Dayton, Ohio
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Resurrection
Lents deep purple seeps into the ground and dyes the
crocus, first to poke up from entombment. The lilacs purple later
-- blooming, aromatic liturgy of Passiontide and promise -- all
fulfilled. In an Easter crescendo garish tulips and the gleaming
daffodils just rise and rise and rise and rise and rise.
-- Sr. Pat Schnapp, RSM Adrian, Mich.
Paschal Mystery
after the long silence the grayness of earth unfolds her
alleluia then rising from her tomb of self she breathes, steps
forth and dances
-- Sr. Lou Ella Hickman, IWBS Corpus Christi,
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