Lenten Love

Unrestrained giving
even got to Jesus--
Blood sweat and tears.

The sleeping friends who loved,
did not comfort, were not
present in his moment of deep loss.

If one had stayed half-awake, 
hand on shoulder, weary, eschewing 
a need to understand, but sharing
Could love be told greater 
without their failure?

With all my Lenten loving
inconsistent, spare, the wonder is
That Love is not lessened, not disrupted 
by my sleeping failures.