In vacant void decks and corridors
As families huddle at home
Stuck to screens and devices
Or stealing time alone
Invisible people plough on
Day after day
Clearing trash, emptying waste
Now, visible
On quiet roads and highways
As traffic thins and abates
School buses and cars stowed away
Invisible people ride on
From dawn till dusk
Transporting goods, delivering food
Now, visible
In deserted streets and malls
As non-essential services shut
Grocery shops and marts stay open
Invisible people soldier on
From aisle to aisle
Packing provisions, stocking shelves
Now, visible
In bare food courts and coffee shops
Seats sealed off and conversations ceased
Once-diners queue for takeaways
Invisible people clean on
Wiping surfaces, mopping floors
Now, visible
In the still night of one small town
Where lodges and inns were full
Shepherds tended flock and wise men sought
The invisible child few knew
Born in a manger, to this world a stranger
Then, invisible
In a spartan life and simple hood
Working with nails and wood
A fisher of man, Teacher and Friend
The Invisible Son of Man
Hung on a cross, nailed to the wood
God, visible
In Christ, for all He loved and stood
Easter’s circuit-breaker
For sin, death, and life anew
“Christ is the visible image of the invisible God. He existed before anything was created and is supreme over all creation, for through him God created everything in the heavenly realms and on earth. He made the things we can see and the things we can’t see— such as thrones, kingdoms, rulers, and authorities in the unseen world. Everything was created through him and for him.” 1 Colossians 15-16
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