The Word in Focus with Dr Larry Taylor

the contrast was eerie – 

sunshine, spring flowers bloom

fluffy clouds drifting, and yet – 

silence

not a birdsong nor insect chirp

no fox left its den; no mouse scurried 

stillness

Aeolus held his breath

or had he also died?

a world without

empty of meaning

fear, sorrow, grief, hopeless

a world adrift

floating aimlessly to

nowhere, into oblivion

Ares, Hybris, Hades enthroned

love only an allusion

hope and beauty fade into 

a mist of nothingness

all that is good, kind, and gracious

sealed in stone-cold tomb

the sky clouds over

flowers wilt, owls weep

once more in agony Rachel 

shivers and sobs while

a winged serpent laughs

in utter darkness

and yet, three women

wait, watch, weep, lament and

love – their spices at the ready

they alone will embrace the darkness

clinging to the memory of love