As I looked around, it seemed
that I felt suspicious of everything.
As if life on Earth had been stunned
and gloom was everywhere.
There I stood,
trying to regain and restore
my share of refreshment,
by opening my heart once again with hope.
I had tried,
but up to then, I had found nothing,
so I was still suspicious
and the gloom was all about me as before.
My feet felt as if they had got stuck in stone,
so I was stopped from passing further along.
I glanced at something I saw. It was a bright light.
Then I noticed the wonderful fragrance of flowers.
Both experiences quickly renewed my heart,
and in so doing, they refreshed my mind with serenity.
Denis Martindale, for the 23rd of November,2023.
Based on a quora topic, here is an edition version:
It's a reminder of Jesus and His resurrection and
the precise time just before Jesus left the Tomb.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem