Sunday, April 8, 2012

Two Women Come to Mourn - 8/30

It's Easter Sunday! No matter what you do today, no matter what you believe, I hope you have an enjoyable day and maybe take a just a few minutes to consider the gift this day commemorates. In Christ's lauded resurrection, we have a gift like no other. Jesus Christ is alive, prevailing over death and the grave, and in His victory we are victorious. Christ is alive.

Two Women Come to Mourn

Morning wove them a path through bramble and ivy,
two women wrapped in linen grief,
their master held like breath beneath a mountain.

Two women wrapped in linen grief
carrying bouquets of wringing hands,
their master dammed like water behind a stone.

Carrying bouquets of wringing hands,
they widened weeping eyes when greeted with the sight
yawning, black and hollow, before these two hewn women.

They widened weeping eyes when greeted with the sight,
instantly brilliant! A thousand spokes of light,
something like the sun shining alien salutations.

Instantly brilliant, a thousand spokes of light
plumbed the tomb’s darkness, proving terrifically true
their master’s necromantic word given in times before.

Plumbed, the tomb’s darkness, proving terrifically true
the comfort this angel hereafter spoke
to women wrapped in linen grief ‘til hearing

the comfort this angel hereafter spoke:
“He is not here; He is risen,”
a glorious exhalation present in these words:

“He is not here; He is risen.
He is not here; He is risen!”
They could not stop their shaking, the lightning in their feet.

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