A Poem for Holy Saturday

"A Beam of Hope"

Through death and destruction,
through booming and night,
through human ignorance
and the trend to fight,
through all of our struggles
and the human plight,
comes an unwavering,
bright-shining light.
Sure-shining.
A beam of hope.
A Star.
A Cross,
bare.
A Tomb,
empty.

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