Make no mistake: if He rose at all
it was as His body;
if the cells' dissolution did not reverse, the molecules
reknit, the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.
Thank you to Rachel at Common Places for bringing me three Easter poems. Perfect inspiration as I seek to write my daily poetry this month, and to think about on this day of days in the faith.
I think John Updike's poem in particular speaks to what I'm thinking of today.
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
analogy, sidestepping transcendence;
making of the event a parable …
Yea for poetry, yea for deep thoughts, yea for Easter.
I forgot to be explicit about this, but since my forty days are over and I'm nowhere close to finished with my journey, I'm going to keep trucking.
And, now, on a different note: We've just eaten Chinese food and are going to watch Fame. I expect even more deep thoughts forthcoming...