The Slow Dawning Part 3: The Empty Tomb (Easter Day)
Eyes cannot trust what they see, for here
He sees the place where the body lay,
Sees the cloths that should have bound him,
Sees the certainty of light and sees the day,
Yet sees no body trapped within this tomb.
Run home, for this makes no sense. It stands
Against all that you ever thought or knew.
Your eyes make your other senses fools
And cause your heart to hope that what
The rooster heard might be reversed…
The Consolations of Writing 