The Road to Emmaus









The sun sank on the pink and purple sky

When the disciples walked upon their way

With saddened hearts and many az heavy sigh

To Emmaus where they planned a while to stay.



Events had been too hard for them to bear,

They had abandoned Him on every side,

Their gentle Master, so beyond compare,

Whom the authorities had crucified.



The happenings unfolded very fast,

The Master was by one of them betrayed,

As they stood stupefied and flabbergast,

While soldiers stood against them strong arrayed.



With broken spirits thus they trodded on,

The  dusty road that towards Emmaus led,

Now hurrying because the sun would soon be gone,

To reach the hostelry for board and bed.



A stranger on the road drew near to them,

"You seem so sad he spoke please tell me why,"

"Disaster struck us at Jerusalem"

The men replied,- our cause went so awry.



"Our Master, a prophet, great in word and deed

In whom we placed our trust and hopes so high

Was executed in a grim defeat,

God let this happen and we know not why”



Some of our womenfolk though did declare

But who can trust a woman’s fantasy?

They said they saw Him much alive somewhere

But we know well their fond credulity.



While they discussed  at length this, suddenly

The stranger smiled and started to explain

And opened up their hearts and minds to see

God’s purpose in their sorrow, grief and pain.



Explained to them it was Messiah’s fate

To suffer  much and thereby to redeem

All mankind and to open heaven’s gate,

If they would only put their trust in Him.



They listened silently to what they heard

And  stifled tears welled up to overflow,

As He to scripture passages referred

That set their heavy grieving hearts aglow.







At table He took bread into His hands

He blessed it and then gave it unto them,

As the good Master did among His friends

That fateful night up in Jerusalem.



He  broke the bread and then distributed

And with their seae  perceptiveness increased,

i remembering that Thursday's farewell feast .

They recgnized  Him thogh the place  was poorly lit



He  broke the bread and then distributed

And with their seae  perceptiveness increased,

i remembering that Thursday's farewell feast .

They reconized  Him thogh the place  was poorly lit



Their eyes before restrained were opened wide,

Gone was the film, the blur and strange a mist,

They saw Him with a fuller vision's' sight

Empowered by tye Holy Eucharist.



Their eyes were opened in a flashing beam

And then the stranger vanished from their sight.

They’d recognized the Master,- it was Him!

Indeed their womenfolk had seen aright.



Back to the city hurried now the pair

Uncaring of the chill and deepening night,

With all the shaken  brethren now to share

The joyous news  at their secluded site.



Tell them the women were indeed so right,-

Proclaim that He was risen from the dead,

The one that rules in glory and with might

Had walked with them and blessed their supper bread.



We also beg you Lord to please abide

When our work is done and we pass on,

When darkness falls and closer draws the night

Stay with us Lord then - leave us not alone!



Luke 24:13-35



(c)Elizabeth Dandy










Author's Notes/Comments: 

The theme of the walk to Emmaus is very special to me. My favorite.

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I, too, love the Emmaus story, and I am amazed at the talent with which you have handled it here. Your talent is awesome!