Gone is the Light

“Gone is the Light” is a reflection on Good Friday written by Breanna Mekuly while visiting the Benedictine Sisters of Erie, PA during Holy Week in 2015. 

"Gone is the Light"

On that day, our world grew dark.
The clouds covered the sun;
The people cried in distress
When they realized what they had done. 

“And now he’s gone!”
“What do we do?”
Such a mistake we have made.
How selfish are our hearts
When they call us out of love.
What is it we want?
What is it we seek? 

Gone is the Light
From which to guide us.
The earth sits still
Breathing, waiting.  

Like losing our sight,
We lost our guide
Leading us to a life worth living.
What’s left for us now?
We’ve ruined it all. 

No reason to smile,
No hope in our hearts,
Just bitter memories
Of our imperfection. 

Because
Gone is the Light
From which to guide us.
The earth sits still
Breathing, waiting.