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He Is Risen

It's over
It's done
        Though traffic speeds by my window
        I can see the lifeless body
                As lifeless as a million ancestors of mine
                Though birds chatter life out my window
                        I can see the body in state
                                Lying there
                                        So still
                                        So very still

A jet almost breaks my somber vision with its thunderous roar
I see his hand twitch
I see his eyelids squeeze tight
        Then flash open
        Revealing
                So much love
                So much compassion
                For the people who killed him
Then, as a long freight train rumbles by in the distance
Clickity clack  clickety clack
        I wonder at his power
                At his life
                At his wisdom
        That-though many years have passed
        And shops are clothed in concrete and glass
                Instead of tents
        And streets are asphalt
                Instead of dirt
        And transportation is metallic
                Instead of animal
And we are all so sophisticated now-
A man, in his funeral attire
        Sat up!

"Destroy this temple…"
        And took some deep breaths,
        Each breath a praise to the Father within
"…And I will…"
        And angels rolled a giant rock away for him
"…In three days…"
        And he stepped out into the morning air
        Praising the life in his body
"…Raise it again"

It's over
It's done
        God's Son rose that awesome day
        For each of us, He is the way

We cannot know what the Kingdom of God is like. This earth, this world, hides it under a heavy cloud that prevents our curious eyes from seeing it. When Adam and Eve broke the rule established by God and ate from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, they effectively pulled the cloud cover over us all, as one judgment after another erased all traces of paradise from our minds and hearts. Our focus was no longer on God but on each other's sins instead. Jesus removes our sins, therefore we must allow Him full access to our hearts and minds, so the occluding sins can be washed away. poem, poetry  

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