The Day After
(Holy Saturday 2018)
The Saturday before
And nothing’s going on
Is there a signal yet
A code for believers
Not the fish, even though
Remembrance of the feast
Upon the hillside
Could be recalled
But the last letters of acrostic
Faithlessly, have not been found
In disillusion
Fear of capture
Greater fear of nothingness
All that’s left is, what,
Eat something, find a place to
Stop
As darkness of the human heart
Enfolds
And doubt in anything that’s good
Or lasts
Washes like acid
Over once-fast believing
C L Couch
April 3, 2018 at 8:09 am
ah the imagery and symbolisms you use, brother! i hope your Easter weekend was blessed. 🙂
April 3, 2018 at 6:52 pm
Thank you, sister. My Easter was quiet, which can be a blessing. I hope yours was spiritually joyous.