Maundy Thursday

A gentle roll of thunder like timpani drums that played distant lights flashed upon the satin black skies... like ten thousands of candles Each of ten thousand more... an army of flickering light, it seemed Blazon fired! In gentle glow a call of natures mind spoke to all quiet, to listen to the moments call Of soulful sacrifice...

As the rain came The dusk wained And night seemed to have won from day... As the night of suffering came forth upon the Lord The tests of belief Would come forth The last supper of bread The gentlest murmurs In distant skies did tread A supper to remember for all of time... Resurrection would be the light to brightest shine!

Jason Christopher 2018

Gentle was the thunder

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