Resurrection Easter

 Resurrection

Darkness deep as a tomb…
Darkness deep as death.
Death’s black, cold fingers yawn open
Into the abyss.
Death, a place where no light shines.

A gentle tremoring stirs the blackness,
A new dot of light, at first painfully small,
then brighter and sharper, begins to permeate
and reach out into the dark pattern of that tomb-like
Death.

The slight shaking becomes a rattle of life, an earthquake that
Slams through the dark like a bludgeoning, irresistible,
terrifying force, smashing Death Into
infinite shards of brilliant day.

He stands in the light. He is the Light,
My darkness turned to everlasting,
Ever-radiant Day.

© Eastertide, Third week of Easter, Thursday, May 5, 2022