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A Poem For Holy Saturday

Today is an empty day
Yesterday was full
Of waiting for a trial to end
A judgment to be given

Following in his footsteps
But only so far
No further

Behind the corner of a building
I peer round
And draw back
Fearful of being seen

Later I am told

Today is an empty day
Tomorrow will be full
of something
I cannot quite name

The questions almost
Shroud the wonder
But in the end

There is a room
where we will meet
No more hiding
From myself

And he is there

Today is an empty day



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