Easter

My father spoke Gospel words to me

One quiet afternoon inside his house

Looking out the window from his cosy chair

He suddenly pronounced as with a papal air

‘Heaven and earth will pass away

But my words will never pass away’

 

And then he looked at me with a steady look

We said no more

There was no follow up

He spoke those words to me

And I accepted them

As Gospel for my life

Today I remember them

 

Today when every death we can recall

Speaks of a life so lived to save us all

The Lord appeared to some

And not to all

For news is carried by word of mouth

I speak and you recall

I said these words to you

To share belief

Our day will come

As for the repentant thief

 

Brian Fahy

17 April 2022