Poem for Matthew 28:1-10

Watching from the margins
From the dark edges of the world
As the representatives of power
Guard the rock
Not letting anything happen by chance
Lest the people
In hope
Longing for something better
In the darkness of the morning
Know hope…
The earth rattles
The stones roll
The guards freeze
And hope is born
Watching from the margins they see it
Mary and Mary
Still and silent
They see the open tomb
They see the angel appear
They see the Messiah raised
They see the future of a universe
That has never been
And can never
Return
To what was.

Mary and Mary
You and I
Don’t freeze
Don’t hold on
Don’t stand still…
Run and tell…
And the church is born
To Run and tell.