NEWS

Death hung heavy in
the air
waiting like a bride
for her groom
But there would be no
bringing together
this day

No, this would be a
day of separation-
a divine unbinding-
A wedge was now
driven between
was never to be
parted

Darkness was his companion
for three days
while all Creation held
its breath
wondering what was
to be the meaning
of this pause

He stepped into the light
and picked death
from the air like
a child plucking an
apple from a tree
and he smiled

Being the child he was of
a proud father
he raised his nail scarred
hands to the sun
and breathed deeply
fresh new life

It would be called “Resurrection”
but for now it was
the first day of a
new beginning
for him and
for you