Oct 19 2005
The Certainty Of Easter
The Certainty Of Easter
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©
A flightless bird takes wing.
The darkness recedes to reveal a new day.
Questions that, once, loomed large
in the shadows of my consciousness
are now swept away, and
in their place:
Emptiness.
Filled, fulfilled, and overflowing,
our moment’s repose deposed for
flowering ideas. These things reveal
a new paradigm for being:
Emptiness.
This birthday morn, when
infant’s cries resound within
these humble digs,
we huddle close, warmed by
the certainty of the coming
Easter.
This painful renewal, this
Endless cycle, bestows
A knowing beyond time.
In time, all things become
Emptiness.