For Easter...written long, long ago. Bless the Lord Jesus!
The sky cried today
and I wondered why the angels wept so.
Then someone said to me, "Why don't you know? Our Savior was taken away."
And I looked to Golgotha
There was the stark outline of crosses; three.
A sense of great sorrow and loss
Then swept over me.
The angels wept, for He suffered so
For this and much more, I did too.
But He did not die in vain, they said,
"He died for me and for you."
And while the angels wept,
Our blessed Lord Jesus quietly slept.
One step closer to His heavenly home on high
His new home with the angels in the clear blue sky.
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
Marjorie