In Search of Abundance IV

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Lenten Meditation Four

for my brother George R.I.P. 3-24-19

You ran out of this life
before we could say a proper good-bye.

Arms pumping and superman’s cape flying,
It felt like a rush to relief
from loss and shifting scenes.

Although tattered and torn
you ran too fast for us to pull you back.
Why would we? For us.
Because we now live a while
in the empty space you left
until your renewed presence comes
running back to fill the vacancy.

Then you will bring along your legacy of courage
and the triple double dare
to take on life’s challenges
with hero cape flying behind pitching us
forward
always forward.

© Rita H Kowats. 3-28-19

 

Holy Saturday: The Power in Liminality

indigo aurora borealis photo pin with shadowThey take my body bound in linen
And lay it in a tomb hewn out of rock.

I can hear the echo of the large stone

Sealing it shut.

While outside the earth is a formless wasteland
An abyss covered in darkness, 
I hear a mighty wind
Sweeping over the waters
Howling with grief and expectation.

Debilitating death incubating a power
Too great to be contained-
An indigo evolution on the threshold
Of a New Way waiting
For the energy to explode

In an iridescent aurora swept in
By The North Wind.

Let there be light.
And there is light.

In the earthquake the angel announces
I am not here.

Go to Galilee.
Go to Galilee.

© rita h kowats 2015

The poem harkens back to the Easter Vigil readings from the Genesis creation story and Matthew and Marks’ passion narratives.

photo credit: N07/16897701962″>Finnish aurora, KP8 via photopin (license)