Pieta Poems - Poems about Pieta

Then, he knew why he must hew old memories from marble- emotions quarried from heart's slew- Oblique fight with his faith's garble Cut block unfolds Christ, enthroned on mother's lap- death sleep supine... Sculptor's concepts cast in stone, art wrestles with thoughts divine. And sorrow, stilled in her young face, speaks truth of words kept in her heart- mother, son, distilled in saving...

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Mother hold me between light and darkness against your thundering heart, my ear above the deep well of your breast, Will you sigh with me and will you cry for me spread the sky for me to cover me over. Take away the sins ...

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since I conceived you not by flesh but through the Holy Spirit you really are the Son of God, the Almighty: however, for you came to the world through my womb you also, surely, are the son of this humble woman because you are the only one who is able to and has to carry the whole world’s anguish that...

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Gathered, to mourn in one deathless hour Fragile, a test to faith's consummate power Grief, which is stone cast, among five stricken faces Softened by reverence, and mute, anguished traces Weightless in her arms, but heavy for the eyes Devotion anchors deep, painting tears that will not dry Each pulse that pounds, each gasp one takes, will rise, then,...

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Sitting on the floor with a bundle in her hands, cannot let go. Experienced before in a cradle but then with joy and glow With an aching heart she holds on to him, praying an eye will open for one last look, she prays, in her heart it will be a thrill The sorrow felt in her heart cannot so easily be calmed. Gazing at...

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They took Him down from the cross, Joseph,both Mary's,mourned their loss, From any angle,it was 'finished'- In dead marble,the moment preserved, Yet by living power,in Him, we're cured. Inspired by Raul's photos of the Deposition...

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