sometimes i find myself
frozen at the mouth of the
empty tomb staring into the
darkness with the sound
of a pounded spike
tearing through flesh and
cartilage crushing bone on
its way into the tree
endless echoing in my ears
i stare into the
death space wondering where
you are and why things happen
the way they do
i try to succumb to lay
down my head in
that void but
instead i surrender
my pain for Yours and
when i finally
dis-entrance and turn my
gaze toward the sun You
are there engulfing me and
in fact You always
keep me from being
swallowed whole by death
renewing me in
Your resurrection
i breathe in Your grace
let You hold me close and
i am alive again
