The Empty Tomb; a poetic meditation on forgiveness and the freedom to let go

I can’t breathe. I fall apart.
From this tomb, I must depart.
Where are You? I feel less whole,
Grabbing at some savaged goal.

Sky ink black,
earth quakes once more.
You dripped blood! That, I abhor.
I knock down all those around.
Minus You, my soul feels bound.

In my grief, I wallow low.
Thoughts of You begin to glow.
Deep inside, Love warms my heart.
What You taught, I must impart.

Life and Love merge into Light.
Turning me from my dark night.
There, transfixed, You grasp my hand.
You reduce my tomb to sand.

And if you feel that you can't go on. And your will's sinkin' low
Just believe and you can't go wrong.
In the light you will find the road. You will find the road...

Led Zeppelin

I wrote this poem for our Easter Sunday Creative Arts insert, using Christian imagery. However, as I researched this hub, I discovered something quite amazing; this poem applied to my life in ways I had not expected.

The YouTube video below stunned me with its implications, transforming my understanding of the Empty Tomb into an intense life lesson that had more to do with healing relationships than with Jesus the Christ.

And yet, the poem has everything to do with Resurrection.

The Empty Tomb is written in four quatrains of rhyming couplets with a trochaic rhythm.

What does this mean?

• A quatrain is a stanza with four lines. There are four stanzas, so there are four quatrains.
  
• Rhyming couplets are pairs of lines where the last words rhyme. I have rhymed the last words of each pair of lines (in order), therefore, I have written the poem in rhyming couplets. Two couplets make a quatrain.
• .A trochaic rhythm consists of one stressed syllable followed by one unstressed syllable. It is easier to begin writing 19th Century British Poetry with the accent on the first syllable of a word, rather than on the second, as in because; most English words are trochaic as opposed to iambic, where the emphasis falls on the second syllable of the word as in the expressive uhHUH!  This is the case with my poem above.

Dear Friends, let us love one another...                                         1 John 4:7a 

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