Sunday, April 12, 2009

Not Yet

"Joseph of Arimathea brought 75 pounds of myrrh to an unused tomb…"



They wrapped
Jesus' bloody body in myrrh,
the scent of death.

This was His baby gift
from magi

his baby gift
became a swaddling cloth
in death

but sweet lilies line
the white-robed altar today

their perfume
the alleluias of life,
resurrection

but even while swooning in
Easter's lily-laden perfume,
here,
for now,
the scent of myrrh,
the bitterness of death
hangs in the air,
lingering in
sacred spaces

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