Resurrection

Morning light soft, of mellow golds
Our unbound voice of immediacy –
Grasp no more
Lay stories aside
Verily, verily, light fills.

To be reminded of love is forget the abyss
Rotting ladders of words
Yet we rise
Always safe
Sacraments, a fiction indeed!

A daffodil nods before the others
The salvation we bring
Lush days do the healing
Once there was you
Always you

Who summons me to drink
Who gives the infinite bread
Old ways crucified
Alabaster jar
Turning once more

Blossoms, bards for April
A rainbow's Whole of Love
Glorified at last
Two become One
As horizons disappear