Dawn, The Third Day
Psalm 130:7 "Then we said ‘Let’s go to the
throne of the Lord and worship at his feet’ "

Paused in awe, wonder
a daring disbelief/dawning belief
hands raise to brush the buckle
of his nose.

Fingers itch to rub
the coarse texture of beard;
splay to comb smooth the
tangle of matted, sleep-tossed hair.

And the woman, this woman
does not dare—something there
radiates beyond her understanding;

kneels instead to hold the precious,
naked feet—
damp with dew, splattered
with garden dust— and tears

she wipes away in memory
with her unbound hair.

c.Darlene Moore Berg


Happy Easter. He IS RISEN!!! CHRIST IS RISEN!!!