• easter message

    by  • April 5, 2013 • grief, hope, poetry • 6 Comments

    only steps away from the empty
    tomb and already we’re walking back
    to the cemetery alongside
    a friend who must bury his father

    most of our footsteps it seems are aimed
    toward the grave rather than away
    from it — lazarus could tell you that
    we are like sheep headed for slaughter

    we sat last night around the table
    living out love as best we knew how
    sharing cornbread chili chocolate
    chip cookies on a cold april night

    now is not the time for pat answers
    that time never comes no never comes
    no matter what life’s going to hurt
    empty tombs are going to fill up

    and we will keep living hand to mouth
    heart to heart holding on for dear life
    and trusting that the last word belongs
    to love and light — even in the dark




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    6 Responses to easter message

    1. Ann Deupree
      April 5, 2013 at 7:13 pm

      But what about the empty tomb?

    2. April 5, 2013 at 8:48 pm

      Ann, the last verse of the poem is what the empty tomb means to me: we still have hope, even in the dark.


    3. April 6, 2013 at 12:48 pm

      Milton,The Easter message was stunning. Thank you.
      Ragan Courtney

    4. April 7, 2013 at 12:01 am

      hand to mouth, heart to heart, holding on for dear life… and trusting…. yes.
      Thanks Milton… I’m sharing this with the folks I work with at hospice and on our Hospice of Lansing fb page. I appreciate this so much. Peace to you as well, dear brother.

    5. April 7, 2013 at 12:35 am

      Thanks, Patricia.

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