Poem for John 20:1-2, 11-18 St. Mary Magdalene

Why are you crying?

The morning air seemed crisp and sharp

but all was a blur

the hope

the love

buried and taken

Why are your crying?

at the empty tomb

fresh in the morning light

with the stench of death

gone

go tell

Mary

beloved of Jesus

tell the others

what you do not see

and what is there

the tomb empty

and the Son of God

free from the bounds that held him

Go and tell

as the first to announce to the world

life

death conquered

and the gift

life

given