My heart, vacant and desolate
As the host-less tabernacle;
Veiled in black as the crucifix.
I am moved in remembrance
Of the depths of beauty and complexity
Of the human spirit.
In the wake of this weighty hopelessness,
Humanity's Good Friday,
I remember resurrection.
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Monday, May 19, 2014
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