Mary at the tomb

Mary at the tomb

trembles with fear.

“My lord is gone;

What have they done?”

Peter comes;

lacking faith,

returns home.

 

Mary weeps

before the angels

fears the presence behind.

“Why weep?”

“Rabbouni!”

Mary sees . . .

 

We visit the tomb;

find emptiness.

We fail to see

the presence,

who lives within.

 

We are comforted

by this presence,

by this love.

We live in this embrace

heartened by the warmth

of this blessed embrace.