Good Friday - 15th April 2022

 I came across this poem in an anthology complied by David Winter called 'The Master Haunter; poems about Jesus'

He is the Lonely Greatness

He is the lonely greatness of the world - 

    (His eyes are dim),

His power it is holds up the Cross

    That holds up Him.

He takes the sorrow of the three-fold hour - 

    (His eyelids close).

Round Him and round, the wind - His Spirit - where

    It listeth blows.

And so the wounded greatness of the world

    In silence lies-

And death is shattered by the light from out

    Those darkened eyes.

Madeline Caron Rock

It has been set to music by Arthur Benjamin, for unaccompanied choir.