Easter Sunday of the Resurrection
Is there redemption after the vigil?
The cathedral buzzes with an overflow
of alleluias and anticipation.
When Mary Magdalene goes to the tomb
in the dark, she remembers Christ told them
He would rise. Like the apostles, our throng
is not overwhelmed, just foggy at the news
of an empty tomb. Peter’s bravado
has turned to confusion. He cannot see
with the eyes of faith. No bright brass quartet,
rolling tympani, soprano singing
her redeemer lives, or organ postlude
can lead the sons and daughters to believe
in what lies beyond the yellow tulips
and white lilies sitting on the altar.
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Gaby – This is stunning!
“no bright brass quartet” Beautiful!
. . .soprana singing . . .
this entire piece takes me to another place indeed. The visual impact is palable. I want to keep this one.