Saturday, April 19, 2025

On the middle day

In between Friday and Sunday, comes a day of emptiness
Waiting for the unique day in history to end, in a universe
Never knew until it happened, and by then it was too late
We lived in ignorance, of brokenness and we did not know
A world waiting for perfection would wait forever onward
For what was offered: forgiveness, the cost: I will follow