Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 10
This day’s solemn grace,
In shadows deep, in sacred space,
An eternal tale of sacrifice told,
Whispers at ancient, mysteries unfold.

Through darkness pierced by light divine,
A pathway to redemption and that very sacred sign,
In blood and tears, in love profound,
Hope rises from the buried ground.

The veil was torn, the earth did quake,
Yet in the silence, a promise awake,
Resurrection!  New birth!
Good Friday's sacred space.
Blake M Woods
Written by
Blake M Woods  43/M/Metropolis, IL
(43/M/Metropolis, IL)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems