We walk in their footsteps
We walk in
their footsteps
those women
so afraid
of loss and
grief.
Afraid of life
lessened
and dulled.
They were afeared
and yet
they
followed all the way
to the
darkest places
Gethsemane, Antonia
Golgotha, the tomb
They
followed in despair
farewelling
life
as hope
unravelled.
At the end
Jesus was
not there.
Too much
life
to be
lived, too much
hope to be
to be held.
They were
afraid those women
as life erupts
in love.
He has gone
ahead!
We walk in
their footsteps.
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