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Gethsemane

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Today on Holy Thursday we remember, not only the Last Supper, but also Jesus agonizing vigil in Gethsemane. So today’s poem from Education for Justice is by Mary Oliver.

Gethsemane

The grass never sleeps.
Or the rose.
Nor does the lily have a secret eye that shuts until morning.

Jesus said, wait with me. But the disciples slept.

The cricket has such splendid fringe on its feet,
and it sings, have you noticed, with its whole body,
and heaven knows if it even sleeps.

Jesus said, wait with me. And maybe the stars did, maybe
the wind wound itself into a silver tree, and didn’t move,
               maybe
the lake far away, where once he walked as on a
               blue pavement,
lay still and waited, wild awake.

Oh the dear bodies, slumped and eye-shut, that could not
keep that vigil, how they must have wept,
so utterly human, knowing this too
must be a part of the story.

Source: “Gethsemane” from Thirst, by Mary Oliver. Boston: Beacon Press,
2006.

Posted by opreach on March 28, 2013
4 Comments Post a comment
  1. 03/29/2013

    Beautiful!!!

    Reply
  2. 04/7/2013
    LizzieJoy

    Lovely words and beautiful image. Thank you.

    Reply
    • 04/7/2013

      Thanks. It’s an image that I had some fun playing with! 🙂

      Reply

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