She Sat In The Entrance

She sat in the entrance
Of that Dark Cave
When the sun gave warmth
Her heart felt brave

Mr Religious
Gave the friendliest of waves
“Come visit our gatherings
Our Maker heals and saves”

So many thoughts
Ran through her head
While ‘so alone’ in this cave
She’d been treated as dead

Suddenly and gently
Her Masters hand
Reached for hers
And touched her “Wedding Band”

.....They strolled together
Beside clear streams
Time stood still
It would seem.....

They visited gatherings
In green pastures they’d lie
She observed Him bring HOPE
And COMFORT those who cry

.....Those days in “That Cave”
Are THE PREPARATION
The Conductor smiled knowingly
“Come! Let’s feast at His Celebration

Writtten 30th November 2009

“The Lord is my shepherd; I have all that I need
He lets me rest in green meadows;
He leads me beside peaceful streams”...Psalm 23

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