Easter Poems

[Okrahomer]

openings

orson scott card

he came from agony to us

it was our pain etched on the body he had left

fastened to the cross

but as he touched the key to the lock

and opened up our dark prison

only light was in his smile

and he named us all his own

then we followed him to grass tipped rocks

where many long shed bodies waited

he slipped into one dark tomb

into the white shroud

into the reawakened flesh

and as the prison filled with light

we sang and rolled away the stone

Edited March 26 by Okrahomer

[Okrahomer]

 

The Lesson of Lazarus

By Denise Tucker

I have a brother

spiritually dead,

wrapped tight

in graveclothes of sin,

enclosed in

the terrible tomb

of Babylon.

But there is One,

Even now,

who can call forth

a life from that grave

A message

in the miracle—

There is no one

He cannot save.