by Maria Egilsson 
2/19/2013 / Poetry
Quivering strings
Play across the soul
As they feel
The song of heaven
Voices giving praise
In this swell
Of worship
That crests
And peaks
Like waves across
An ocean
A giving of thanks
Amidst the pain
And the sorrows;
The constructs of
Everyday life
A crescendo
Of unveiling joy
In these last hours
Of the holiest week
Forever remembered
As in gathering shadows
He laid aside His robe
And knelt low
To wash the weary
A Servant bent
In the dust
Of earth
Sounds of eucharisteo
A sweet symphony
As the bread is passed
Broken
On this night of watching
In communion
The unfolding once again
The Passion
The mystery
Of Love
That presses
Through death
To life
"Yet not my will, but yours be done." (Luke 22:42)
To know Maria Egilsson is to know someone who is passionate about issues women face, their relationship with themselves, with God and the world around them. Maria can be contacted through her blog at http://thewoman2woman.blogspot.ca/
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