HUMANE PURSUITS MARKS HOLY WEEK WITH FIVE WEEKDAY POSTS ON THE PRAY CHANNEL.
We have planted our feet in
Passion, walked in
lost Love, loved loss.
The forest beside the bridge—
flush of pink,
the bending leaves
luminate beyond their frames
in tones not held
in autumn veins.
So glows the tired, brown bark,
in same embrace
with rosened sky.
A world blushes
in the sun’s last
hot caress— receding love!
What cause? Kisses’
rags fall in chill.
A parting yet too gentle
for follies’ end.
Rather, love in
leaving, severance as gift—
A Passion,
God makes roses
on the Cross; red pours beyond
His frame, and we,
receiving love
in full, must watch, must let leave.
Layers of light
withdrawn. Heart mutes
in night’s wash. The
leaves and trees are
as before, steady in this
tomb. Savior, sun,
lover; keep watch.
Editor’s note: This is the fifth in a series of five Holy Week posts on the Pray Channel, where we find new words to get at what faith is like. View the posts from Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.
Kathleen Robinson is a freelance writer, editor and tutor living in Washington D.C. Her writing has appeared in Verily, Ethika Politika, Fare Forward, and Philanthropy Daily. She might finish her fairy tale novel before midnight.