Easter is Here! Let us rejoice for Christ has risen

Hark! A Sonrise
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Through desert and famine,
Through days without rain
Through death and destruction
A path of great pain.
He walked without crying
He walked for our sins
In light then in darkness
Until all became dim.
He took on the crimes
Our cross he did bear
We just turned our heads
We just didn’t care.
He knew we’d betray him
He knew he would die
And in a cold tomb
His body would lie.
But he was the Messiah
This world he would save.
As the Son of the Father
Rose from his earthly grave.
           From the Epilogue of “Stations For a New Millennium” by Leona M Seufert

Poem of the Week

It’s a horrible time with children starving in Gaza. They can’t celebrate Ramadan because there is no food or it’s too expensive. For Christians, we are coming to the last weeks of Lent when Christ died a horrible death for mankind’s sins. My poem reflects the horrors that are happening in our world. Read and weep:
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MT 25:42 42 For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink
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21st Century Golgotha

And the world turns in sorrow
And the world turns in pain
People are tortured
And killed in God’s name.
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A planet is ravished,
A planet is defiled.
Sin upon sin
By mankind piles high.
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The devil is walking
His power takes hold.
Christ’s 21st Century
Golgotha unfolds.
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Bleeding and battered
Head crowned with thorns
The Via Dolarosa
From our selfishness reborn.
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Prolog to “Stations of the Cross For a New Millennium
               @2022 Leona M Seufert

Poem in Memory of a Friend

Who Will Light Your Candle?
In memory of my friend Marguerite Dolch
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Who will light your candle
When I’m gone?
Who will sing in your memory, a song?
Yahrzeits come and go
You’re forgotten, I know.
In some grave you lie.
Does anyone for you cry?
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The memories inside my soul
Will never grow old.
Though years keep us apart
You’ll always be in my heart.
When I too have passed
This poem I’ll leave behind.
Your photo and a burnt out candle
They’ll also find.