Janet Rattay

THOUGHTS ON GOOD FRIDAY

Janet Rattay: Thoughts on Good FridayFragile flowers lay fallen in the snow
like the heavy hearted who cannot
lift their feelings of warmth
The wind has ripped the delicate petals
and strewn them aside like the
thoughts that invade my mind’s unrest
So sad the beautiful scent has escaped
leaving behind no trace of sweet
perfume to feel the air
Imagine now how our Lord
must have felt to be stripped of
all life; His suffering devoid
of all beauty like the fallen flowers
He died for me
But rose on the third day
and once again the flowers
bloomed and so will my heart.