Poem for Holy Week
by Peggy Drinkard
I learned this poem many years ago and, unfortunately, don’t remember the author, if I ever did know. Nonetheless, I have been rolling it around in my mind this week before Easter. It’s a good meditation:
Three men shared death upon a hill, but only one man died. A thief and God Himself made rendevous.
Three crosses still are borne up Calvary’s hill where sin still lifts them high. Upon the one hang broken men, who cursing, die.
Upon the other hangs the thief and those as penitant as he still find the Christ beside them on the tree.
Posted by Peggy Drinkard at April 8, 2009 09:48 AM