1 min 35sec clip from #tearfund – Devastating Beauty – An #Easter Poem by Gideon Heugh


Friday my hope died. 
The sky wept itself dark
the ground broke apart 
and all creation cried 
for the bloodied innocence
hammered into a tree. 

There were whispers 
of a torn curtain
but they didn’t reach my ears
or mend my mangled heart
or stem the bitter tears
as we took
the body

On Saturday we grieved, 
hiding from the troops 
whom we’d once believed
would be overthrown 
by the carpenter’s boy, 
who had preached and fed
and healed, 
and was now dead. 

But then on Sunday – 
The devastating beauty
of that Sunday – 
when time and space
were blown out of shape
and angels wrapped
in electric grace
rolled the impossible away

‘He is not here’ 
they proclaimed 
for glory had risen 
our failings were forgiven
and the rules of life
and death were rewritten 
as an empty tomb declared, 
‘Love is alive.’

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