
Quiet by Leslie Bustard

…like a robin’s egg in a nest,
a row of yellow tulips, petals closed,
the last few shadowed moments
on the eastern horizon,
and Holy Saturday,
as Christ was lying in the sealed tomb,
and the angels were waiting.


…like a robin’s egg in a nest,
a row of yellow tulips, petals closed,
the last few shadowed moments
on the eastern horizon,
and Holy Saturday,
as Christ was lying in the sealed tomb,
and the angels were waiting.
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