Summary: A reflection by Mary Magdalene on her discovery at the empty tomb.
Style: Dramatic. Dur: 3min
The first day of the week gave little hope.
all of our expectations disintegrate in time
Waiting in fear of a rap on a locked door.
How can it be, I've been so changed by these times.
What do I do, where do I go? that was me, to be a whore.
But his words "go and sin no more" I just can't ignore.
I need to go, to just be near. the one that took my fear.
My minds confused. How can this be! I feel like someone new.
The cave is before now me, no it cant be, tears begin anew.
The half light does its work, and serve to chill my bones.
Must tell the others. Must find what we do.
His closest 2 came with me now, they rushed to the cave.
To return past me, before I even saw, the cave was empty.
Why this should happen, is beyond my knowing.
But the linen still there, and nobody in it.
I slipped to my knees, in tears I wept,
and heard a voice "why do u weep".
"MY lord is gone, I know not where"
I must go, too long here now.
"Woman, why do u weep. who do u seek?"
He must have moved him, why? Where?
"If u have moved him, please tell me where"
That voice. it cant be, my mind playing up.
That it must be. I must go, but I need to see,
the voice that called behind me, stopping to turn,
Now I see, my mourning turned to joy "Master"
"Touch me not" he said, but I need to know,
to accept what I see. Run, I must go.
To tell the others of what I have seen and know
HE HAS RISEN, AND HE IS ALIVE.
© Copyright 2002 David Hardy. Brisbane, Australia, all rights reserved. The script may not be reproduced, translated or copied in any medium, including books, CDs and on the Internet, without written permission of the author.