>>179952, >>179953, >>179954
Anne Midgley @AnneMidgley1 - Fr. V, this Holy Saturday poem just rips my heart:
“Limbo” By Sister Mary Ada, OSJ
The ancient greyness shifted
Suddenly and thinned
Like mist upon the moors
Before the wind.
An old, old prophet lifted
A shining face and said:
“He will be coming soon.
The Son of God is dead;
He died this afternoon.”
A murmurous excitement stirred
All souls.
They wondered if they dreamed –
Save one old man who seemed
Not even to have heard.