The What and Who of Meandering About

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Ellipsis

(a poem for Easter)

Unwrap
the alleluias.
Do so gently
if you must.
There is no
right way
for it to be done.
Shout it boldly
for all to hear.
Alleluia!
Whisper it gently
into the wind.
alleluia.
Be patient
with one another;
with your self.
We are all
still finding out
what it means
that the tomb is
empty.
Sometimes
the declaration
"He is risen"
is punctuated with
a faint
question mark;
sometimes
a bold
exclamation point.
Perhaps,
perhaps today
it should be
ellipsis . . .
This work,
this resurrection
continues.
It is not complete
without us.
Alleluia,
He is risen . . .

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