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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399050" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On the road to Emmaus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">While we were walking <br>the seven miles to our house<br>that was in Emmaus<br>Cleopas and I were talking</div><div style="margin:10px 0">about Jesus of Nazareth being crucified<br>about the life that he lead<br>and the cruel way in which he died<br>and this honest powerful man was now dead</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thunder flashed down from the heaven, <br>the sun fled away<br>as if it wasn’t day<br>and although the miles were only seven</div><div style="margin:10px 0">our depressed walk felt like an eternity<br>and the things that happened in Jerusalem was frightening<br>laying like a very heavy burden on Cleopas and me<br>and then suddenly very exciting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">another man was walking with us, <br>at first we did notice or even recognize him<br>and we told him, as we were so serious<br>why our lives seemed so dim</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we told him how the women amazed us with the news<br>that the tomb was empty<br>and on this issue we both had our views<br>but some of our companions went to see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the body of Christ was gone<br>they could not find him anywhere<br>and it felt as if we were totally alone<br>as his body was no longer there</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but the man told us from the scriptures<br>about the mission of God the Son, <br>and we knew the things he had done<br>and even from his well known gestures</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we did not recognize that Jesus himself had walked<br>and had talked<br>on the road to Emmaus with us<br>we only comprehended it later at the falling dusk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Reference: The Waste Land: V. “What the thunder said” by T. S. Eliot.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399050" data-title="On the road to Emmaus de Gert Strydom" data-description="While we were walking the seven miles to our house that was in Emmaus Cleopas and I were talking about Jesus of Nazareth being crucified about the life that he lead and the cruel way in which he died and this honest powerful man was now dead th..."></div> </div> </div>
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