RESURRECTION PLACES

                                                        

In the rubble of Eastern Ghotua, in hearts of the terrified,

HE IS RISEN!

In silent cloisters, deep in monastic hearts,

HE IS RISEN!

Where my brothers and sisters sleep in alleys,

Hearts wounded with illness, addiction, yearning

Simply to be called by name,

HE IS RISEN!

As watered is poured upon the heads of catechumens,

Baptismal fire alighting hearts,

HE IS RISEN!

In wearied hearts in labours camps, angry hearts in prisons,

Broken hearts in solitary, ever slowing hearts in hospices,

Caring hearts in hospitals, hearts of the sick, the lonely,

Elderly hearts, adult hearts, youthful hearts, children’s hearts,

HE IS RISEN!

Not knowing of Him hearts, rejecting Him hearts,

Hearts which brim, overflowing and pressed down with

Love, for Him, for others,

HE IS RISEN!

Cold hearts, angry hearts, hating hearts, violent hearts,

Hungry hearts, thirsty hearts,

In all,

HE IS RISEN!