Do you know what happened Easter morn?
Some women said one thing, guards another.
Men jostled each another, lied, saw things, some
Came to believe, all spread conflicting words
Like seeds and weeds to a whole world.
So it stands. If that Jesus had roots
That reached Infinity’s remotest grounds of love--
A love now flowered in death caused--
Then He and we have survived to live another day
That dawns always confused and lied about.
We reach a life whose expanding core
Lies outside mere physics, mere mortal time
And is instead a readiness-love rich as snowflakes
That come so innumerable and so farm-necessary
And in time, in time, nurture spring to succeed.
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