Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Evening in the Garden
In response to Prompt three of Trifecta Challenge, week 33 :
They could have waited with him
To ease the dread of the coming hours
But they sleep – weak, unaware,
Despite His enigmatic warnings.
He agonizes; he despairs
As long-foretold events
Unfold.
His mind flashes back
Tentative toddler steps
Tumbling into his Mothers arms
Foretelling tomorrow’s fall
She will be there – again – to cradle Him
As he falls to
Earth.
On this eve, here in the garden
Friends nearby (all but one)
He stands alone;
On the edge of eternity
Embracing His dreaded, desired destiny
He stands alone.
He weeps.
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Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
Home Sweet Home
Opal Reflections 
I get this sense that this is Jesus in the garden saying “Not my will but thine.”
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Yes, I was building off the notion that smashing pumpkin’s song could be a metaphor for Christ…thank you or reading my piece and for taking the time to comment. Feedback is always appreciated.
Joanne
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