Resurrection

Of course it breaks our categories
and makes our minds explode; the truth
does not sit neat in packages
and kernels break in soil.
 
If it fractures logic, let it;
it drives the doubting to their knees
while those who saw the proof’s flesh doubted
and those who saw the tomb ran home.
 
Let it burst our frames of reference;
it pushes stones with shards of light
and takes what is sown mortally
and makes it never die.

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

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