The Resurrection

“Evening, the time to mourn has passed

You were once as silent as a stone”

The West was always your burial ground

The horizon was always your coffin

And the sky as many wreaths of roses

Now, the cock’s crows come forth! In their loud sound

Raising from the dead you will be up soon

With the breath of life as fresh as sea breeze

Chirruping hymns praise the return of the dead

You ascend from the East as good as gold

Dawn, your body stretches out upon land

In happiness your arms apart, you spread

With the birth of life, your strength you unfold

From restoring to life, you take a stand

Now you are as active as quick silver

Progressive as time, on earth you wonder

Made from death to life, from weak to strong

Given the gift of, resurrection…………..

“I am the resurrection and the life

He that believeth in me, though he were dead,

yet shall he live.

And whosoever liveth and believeth in me

Shall never die.’

John 11: 25-27