CONSIDERING THE LILIES (April 15, 2022)

He breathes again. The lungs collapsed by suffocating sorrow Fill again with fragrant air. The eyes still shut by Friday’s tears Now flicker as the retinas Anticipate the brilliant light that once was His. And somewhere deep within, This Man of Sorrows fully smiles With hope delayed, now irrepressible. All things are finished. All things have just begun. For one delicious moment, Creation’s sovereign pauses, lingers, Savoring the joy now rising in His mind. Uncounted millions will awake Some warm, spring resurrection morn— Convinced of love, inhaling light— And stepping out to life unbound. He who prophesied That we will rise Now gathers lilies of His labor. And He is satisfied. Christ breathes again. And so do we. And so will we. -Bill Knott