Poem: “Olivet”


To Olivet, where psalms were sung
before the kiss of death had stung,
where he had healed with but a touch
the servant’s ear that Peter cut,
the risen Lord returned that day,
gave friends the charge to preach and pray,
then to heaven was lifted up
to set the place where we shall sup.

Stephen Pohl

Stephen Pohl lives in Baltimore with his wife and daughter. They are members of St. Gabriel Parish.