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The Alabaster Jar

She entered the room
carrying an alabaster jar.
It was evening –
they sat around in conversation.

She approached Jesus quietly
and breaking open the jar she poured
the precious fluid over his head
and filled the air with sweetness.

"Why this waste?”
"Who is this woman?"
"Why doesn't he stop her?"

Questions crowded the room
sucking up all the air
    ... hard to breathe.

“Leave her alone! 
      She has anointed me for my burial."

Then he turned and blessed her.
Smiling quietly she left
blending into the night.
      The shattered alabaster remained
      catching the flickering light.

Pamela Hickey, RSCJ