The Sand Dollar
I hold a wounded Christ,
or so legend says,
within this fragile sand dollar -
five punctures - hands, feet, side
no blood or gore to disturb me
but a gentle reminder
of his sacrifice
and a lovely lily with central star
recalls His resurrection
and the shepherds who traversed so far.
Upon a beach this treasure found,
slightly damaged, a reminder
he also carries me.
by Margaret Bednar, April 2, 2018
This is for NaPaWriMo2018 - (30 poems in 30 days)
I will be on spring break for the first few days of April and will schedule my poems in advance - I am unable to figure out how (if I even can) visit and comment on my phone's "BlogTouchPro" app ...
I can post but Mr. Linky does not show up.
So I thank you all for visiting me and commenting and I promise I will visit and comment when I return.
A joyous Easter to all those who celebrate.
This is the perfect note for Easter - to hold faith as the sand dollar in the palm of your hand is a blessed gift.
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting and lovely observation there on the beach, Margaret.
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem. I didn't know that about sand dollars.
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely!💞 I love the idea of holding faith as the sand dollar in the palm of your hand. Beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter!
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful reflection, Margaret. I always love finding sand dollars. They are rarer these days.
ReplyDeleteLovely, Margaret!
ReplyDeleteI have always loved sand dollars. And you poem is perfect.
ReplyDeleteworth every cent! Happy Easter Margaret -
ReplyDeleteAnd if cracked open, it releases the doves of peace and spirit. lovely poem for Easter. I like the image muchly. Found on the coast of NC?
ReplyDeleteBeautifully crafted ! Happy Easter, Margaret...
ReplyDeleteA beautiful reflection Margaret..
ReplyDeleteMargaret— I visited yesterday but none of my blogspot comments took. A lovely Easter poem, very original. KM
ReplyDelete