Jesus, Holy Week

I've held tightly to this stone, this hot anger.
My heart hurts, my heart hurts.
I've been walking my life alone,
I see your grieving eyes, your tears
as you linger with me, from that cross.
Your gaze follows me, sorrow,
you watch me forget - my sin, my Self-forgetting.
I kneel - a return!
Allow your Light to spark my heart,
my Self-forgetting,
my Spirit - grateful.

Mary Elyn Bahlert, 3/21/2021  


St. Mary’s Cemetery, Oakland, CA, 3/2021, Mary Elyn Bahlert, photographer