The Anointing
May 11, 2011 · By Kate
By: “Kate”
Silence, a dog barks in the distance
Heavy Hearted footsteps
A light dawn breeze brushes tear stained faces
Jars of perfumed oils rattle gently under veils of black
Pale faces…sunken eyes
So little sleep, and many tears
Is it a dream…A nightmare
No…who will move away the stone?
Garden quiet, not a sound
Sleepy soldiers stand guard
Thunder, lightning…an angel stands
Eyes shielded, light dazzles
Broken jars on the ground
“Why look for the living among the dead?”
Must return, tell others
Will they believe – do we!
Run, quickly…
flowing black veils
Has he risen, could this be
Disbelief, return, must see
Who has carried Him away
Gentle voice…”Mary”
…”Rabbuni”
I believe.
