An Easter Poem
Upon Golgotha when the trees hung still
Our heads slumped and swayed
Took three strikes and a jab
Yes, they nailed him down,
pierced and crowned,
this unruly King of the Jews
Orphans of LIght, You gathered tombside
teary eyed, you called, “Have you see the one?
Who warmed our hearts with simple truth and purest love,
Have you seen our Lord?”
Friends, he is not here…
His forgiveness eyes opened,
threw off tombstone shroud,
stood up against sorrow and fear
knocked death off it’s throne and entered the city ahead of you
Hail our Messiah!
The conqueror of death
rises over this third morning
splices sky into light ribbons
beaming over all that is new
He Lives! Yes! He Lives!
And his name is love
and this love endures without end
without end
without end
Dear people, praise your God
For if you followed him here, you will follow him there
Forever renewed in your forever world
May the Lord be before you, within you,
reaching out to the world through you!
Go in celebration!
Go in his peace!
He is Risen!


