Good Friday: The Making

pixabay.com

Scattered, broken particles
must be remade
after life on earth snaps,
crushes each bone, sinew,
and organ into first-born
molecules

Dust catches in throat—
chokes irrelevancy

Smeared ashes
reconstruct
into wooden cross beams

unmade – made – remade

Prasanta Verma is a writer, poet, occasional artist, and aspiring author. She is passionate about making the way for diverse voices and understanding culture in the context of faith. She was born under an Asian sun, raised in the Appalachian foothills in the Southern US, and currently digs out of snow piles in the Upper Midwest. She coaches team policy debate to high school students and has three children.

You may also want to read

A Prayer for Bearers of God’s Divine Image

By Daniel Weiss

 

Dear Lord, God of heaven and earth, Creator of all things visible and invisible, in your mercy hear our prayers.

Our Father, we have taken the goodness of your creation and twisted it into something wicked and shameful.

Why I’m a Holy Saturday Christian

By Andre Henry

You can listen to an audio version of this piece here.

I imagine the weekend of Jesus’ execution might have felt something like the fall of 2020: the feeling of watching a revolution die.