Poetry: Mary of Magdala

Originally published at: https://anabaptistworld.org/poetry-mary-of-magdala/

Undaunted by the night,

compelled by love alone,

she hastens without light,

confronting death and stone.

Surprise awaits her there:

A barren sepulcher,

his body gone . . . but where?

Was there a scavenger?

A caretaker appears.

She hears him speak her name,

allaying all her fears,

her trembling love aflame.

What’s lost was surely found,

for both are now unbound.

Joy Versluis