Unusual pairing: a rising from the lifeless and a day to be cautious of —
Everything you hear, learn, see. Who might imagine it?
Not the apostles, not the troopers, solely, the ladies.
There to, correctly, put together his physique —
If, solely, somebody might take away the stone for them.
They say Jesus predicted it, on many events.
But who might imagine — or perceive — such a factor?
No one, anyplace, ever, had really come
Back from the lifeless. Alive.
The apostles, earlier, had most likely thought he was fooling;
Or, possibly, exaggerating, to make another level, clearer.
How would it not be potential — and what would it not imply —
For him; for all the remainder of us, eternally and ever?
Most of the opposite tales from these wondrous days
Seem all too magical to imagine, a lot much less stake a life on:
Quickly disappearing over a meal in Emmaus
Coming via the partitions of an enclosed higher room
Showing up on the shore of Galilee, cooking some breakfast
Saying he’d be with them all the time, earlier than rising into the sky.
One might, simply, see all of it as the last word April Fools joke.
Death actually is dying. Final. No coming again. For anybody. Ever.
But they saved saying it, once more and once more: “Jesus has risen, as He said.”
For a long time, generations, eons. Many even gave their lives for it, as,
Perhaps, fools for Christ, for over hundreds of years.
No joke. No fooling. Jesus is alive. And with us nonetheless. For all eternity.