The Empty tomb

As dawn lit the tomb
Upon the first day
That stoned covered room
Where Jesus now lay-
Some women bought him perfume

Earth quaked under sky
angels came flown
To ground from high
Then rolled back the stone
And now sat waiting nearby.

Their semblance shed light:
Their raiment, like snow,
Shone lambently white.
The women bowed low
And they trembled with fright.

The angels then said:
" Why look for the living
As though he were dead?
Rejoice with thanksgiving
For Christ is risen instead!"

Lord, we whom you drew
To baptism's fount
Lie buried with you.
Let night night and death mount
To life and fresh morning dew!

Happy Easter to all!
Love, Annette