Lyric Poem · Hope
The Stone Rolled Back
They came with spices, not with hope,
to tend what death had done,
and found the heavy stone rolled back,
the garden full of sun.
Let every locked and final thing
that grief has sealed in stone
remember this: the morning came,
and no one wept alone.
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“The Stone Rolled Back” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/the-stone-rolled-back
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