A Covid Easter Memorial
Two flower bouquets, white lilies, arrive, one placed carefully on the table shrine with the soft beige marble urn of ashes. Just ten may come to pray for Mary today. Organ swells to commence a simple service. The priest intones some gentle welcome words. An ancient pattern of holy worship enthralls the content few allowed here to mourn and stay. Against a stark deadly cross of knotted wood and somber grey brown cemetery grounds already replete with stones and souls’ remains, Lighted Easter Candle, Word, Bread and Wine proclaim the happy hope of Paschal tide and longing for the future joyful trumpet time.