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The Web Poetry Corner - Joris John Heise - Good Friday - As It Looks
Good Friday - As It Looks
Joris John Heise
Each day dies, and with it sleeps mankind,
The ease or cataclysm making an end
Familiar, inconsequential, routine as breath.
One man dies, and differences do occur--
The not-just-grief of goneness means more
Because that life meant more than most.
We seize the mystery of my death
In seeing another go to the dark
And wonder why not I, why not?
Because there is an end of "I"--
Some time down the execution of the minute
When my life becomes my deadness.
Jesus ended. That He did. Gone.
No matter how much faith engendered,
Hoped, charished, dreamed, believed,
That Friday froze His lifetime to a stillness
Broken and beaten, rejected and ruined.
Only quiet stayed beside His body.
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