Haiku of the rising
The Sabbath had passed.
The women came to the tomb
with spices of love.
The tomb was empty.
The stone had been rolled away.
Much bewilderment.
Two men appeared, bright,
shining with eternity.
The women trembled.
Why look here, among
the dead. The one whom you seek
is with the living.
These things that happened,
death giving way to rising;
a purpose divine.
They sought out the men
with their unlikely story.
They were not believed,
Resurrection’s proof
remains elusive. Made real
only by a few.
© Ken Rookes 2022
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