An empty place in heaven,
The Son has
left for a while,
The absence of his laughter,
is everywhere,
An
empty space in a manger,
The child has grown into a man,
The place of his
arrival,
Is but a stepping stone,
An empty place on the cross,
The
saviour has come to nothing,
The jeering winds of mocking tongues,
Still
whistle past its wood,
An empty ache in disciples hearts,
Their world
has fallen apart,
They've been woken with a start
From the sleeping where
they dreamt of thrones,
An empty place within a tomb,
He is risen from
the dead,
An empty claim death had on him,
He's back just like he
said,
An empty sky where they stand,
And stare...
Friday, 21 December 2012
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