Good Friday -- 07 April 2023
Cycle C -- Homily -- Easter Sunday -- 17 April 2022
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Cycle C – Easter Sunday – 17 April 2022
Resurrection
"Where is he?" Desperate scream --
Anguished widow-church at the empty tomb
Her Self detached
-- as stark reality impaled her
-- as emptied bowels contorted her.
The oneness they were
The embodiment of unity -- the bounds of creation
Diversity branching from unity -- divinity ensouling humanity
She was his beloved - his moment of creation.
This is my body!
And she consumed him and he was hers.
The hope, the kingdom,
The church they would build
The promises -- dashed and broken
Hanging from the cross
Crushed and buried
This is my body!
And now -- wrenched from her very soul
Even his body -- no more --
Taken -- this last violation.
Alone -- too drained for fear, she moved
Each step bearing the weight of the unsaved world.
"Mary!" She turned.
Involution of unclaimed brilliance
Exploded in one majestic NOW.
Their eyes met
Joy erupted from the very fonts of their beings.
Reaching fingers touched.
And once more -- divinity engulfed humanity.
This is my body!
Original © 1999 – Roberta M Meehan
Updated © 2022 – Roberta M Meehan
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