The Pieta

I took this photo during my recent trip to Rome. It is truly one of the most magnificent sculptures in the world. The beauty, sadness, and lifeless body of Christ overwhelm the senses.

Pieta

Hopeful hopelessness

Sadness caught in marble.

He’s gone

But he’s here

In my arms one last time.

Let me look

At his beautiful face.

His perfect form

I gave birth to.

Gentle life-giving hands

Legs that walked for all of us.

Where are you my son?

How can this pain

This dreadful act

Ever be put right.

How do I keep this in my

Heart

When You are the only one that

Could Fill it.

My love,

My son

My life.

Stay with me a little

While longer.

Keep the sun from setting.

Stop the chill from

Stealing you away.

My love.

My son.

For all of us

You said.

You are gone.

But you are here.