bleak day…

bleak day,

grief and pain settle

like a heavy mantle

upon our souls,

and there is nothing

we can do, nothing to be done…


bleak day,

how long your hours

of waiting, waiting

enduring, waiting…


if I could glimpse the flickering

flame of Holy Thursday hope

through the veil

of tears that haunts my eyes

that would be enough

to see me through…


but my heart is numb

with straining,

so I will wait, and cling to

what is left of love

and pour my grief

into these ointments

embalming myself

with their fragrant



bleak day,

there is nothing to be done,



About Sally C

How do I describe myself, I am not what I do, (I am a Methodist Minister), I am not who I am related to (I have 5 wonderful children, 2 lovely granddaughters and 2 lovely grandsons). I am a seeker truth, a partaker of life in all it's fullness and a follower, sometimes stumbling, sometimes celebrating of the Christian pathway. I seek wholeness, joy and a connectedness to all things through a deep reconciliation with the God whose love blows my socks off! I love walking, swimming and photography, I dabble with paint and poetry...
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