Monday, March 16, 2009



It had happened before

Son of an infertile marriage
Son of a poor widow
Daughter of a distressed ruler
Brother of despairing sisters

It would happen again

Hardworking widow
Snoozing window-dweller

But not like this
Not submerged in scorn and sin
Not guarded by the empire
Not so very alone

Author of life, dead
Creator of earth, buried
Lover of hope, hapless

Scene over

But …early one morning
Couple of guards
Couple of women
Couple of disciples
Couple of angels

And one very risen