Stone at Dawn

by The Devotional Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

The stone did not roll because grief had finished. Mary came carrying sorrow, spices, duty, love. Morning met her in the work she thought was left to do. Hope was not forgetting the tomb. It was hearing her name beside it.
41 words · 9 lines · Free Verse
resurrectionMary Magdalenehopenegationimageryturnfree-verse

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