Friday, April 14, 2017

Sisyphus Classics major returns.  It is Holy Week. Easter is upon us. We are waiting for that stone to be rolled away.

Push up
When the rock
To crush you
No mind
No mind
The stone must roll
Be named
For what it is
So the gardener
May find
What lies behind
Run and tell
The others
Some will believe
Others will not,
They will push up
Catch the rock
A futile gesture
More gardeners
Will come.

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