An Easter contemplation
by Joseph Raffa
Out of the silence He came,
Out of that great love
that knows not beginning or end,
On a mission of mercy.
He walked amongst evil,
A shining star of truth,
Radiant with the lustre of the Strangeness.
And oh, how He talked in parables of matchless beauty.
In simplicity He walked, unaided by human hands.
His trust lay, not in the social tides of the day,
Nor in the traditional dogmas of the church of his time,
But in that Timeless Tide that dwells
where humans cannot go and remain human.
With the God of Love he supped in timeless splendour.
And when the cross reared its stark
and threatening shape across the troubled landscape,
Unflinching and unyielding
He hung there, naked and crucified.
Held there, not only by iron nails
hammered deep through feeble flesh
but by the tremendous strength of an immeasurable love.
A human symbol, of a love
that defied the ravages and evil grasp
of a particularly brutal time.
And then came the unbelievable –
The mysterious resurrection
When the Sunshine of Truth
briefly walked and talked again in that very same body
that had lain so deathly still.
Pierced by a spear thrust through and through
and finally left for dead
in a cold and lonely cave nearby.
But the power of a Great Love moved to reclaim
its blessed son in fulfilment of a promise made –
And those who saw marveled in wonder.
Then, like a phantom will-o-the wisp, He was gone,
physically gone, perhaps for good,
Leaving a mystery for people to talk and to think about,
And a lesson in love for all to learn from
and to reach out for,
If they too,
could only leave this home in the vale of time
and travel the timeless way
to that Strangeness that possessed him so.
- From Beyond the Cross, Joseph’s moving collection of inspired pieces about Christ.