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As Though Some Heavy Stone Were Rolled Away
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Readings and Thoughts on Poetry, Faith & The Imagination.
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A Villanelle for Easter Day by Malcolm Guite
As though some heavy stone were rolled away,
You find an open door where all was closed,
Wide as an empty tomb on Easter Day.
Lost in your own dark wood, alone, astray,
You pause, as though some secret were disclosed,
As though some heavy stone were rolled away.
You glimpse the sky above you, wan and grey,
Wide through those shadowed branches interposed,
Wide as an empty tomb on Easter Day.
Perhaps there’s light enough to find your way,
For now the tangled wood feels less enclosed,
As though some heavy stone were rolled away.
You lift your feet out of the miry clay
And seek the light in which you once reposed,
Wide as an empty tomb on Easter Day.
And then Love calls your name, you hear Him say:
The way is open, death has been deposed,
As though some heavy stone were rolled away,
And you are free at last on Easter Day.
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