In Silent Gazing
We stand in voiceless fixity and gaze
Upon veined stone carved of silent faces
He seems but weightless in lamented arms
But oh! Their grief too heavy to bear
For see how even ourselves are shown as living
Only by each gasping breath we take
And out of the chill of marbled sorrow
Not a stir is heard
Let us stand long with eyes wide to remember
How precarious our world
While so carefully they cradle Him
Speak of it, we cannot
Far more wise
To stand in voiceless fixity and see
How fragile our world is spinning
Dizzily into emptiness, if be not changeable..
For earth and we must alter.
What has been witnessed here in polished stone
Has made the air too thin to speak these words....
"He died upon the cross"
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Inspired by Michelangelo's Statue..."The Deposition"
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009
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