Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday – Part I

God so loved

I so loved

 

He so loved

 

She so loved Him

 

He so loved her

 

I so loved Him,

And God so loved me.

Great rings, rounding the bends of their own eternities, 

Replicated life in travail,

To soil,

To star,

To womb,

To the heart of a single beat, the drum organs' cadence.

Blossomed flowers overrode my nuclear sunset for God.

Easter Sunday – Part II

He gave His Only Begotten Son,

Not to condemn the world,

But that the world through Him might be saved.

Beauty instead of ashes, I opened up,

And poured forth a petal that planted itself on a rock.

[Written 23 March 2008]