Returned

Astonished, I stood and stared at my hand

Slowly make a fist. Is this Abraham’s bosom

Or another place for the dead? A strange land,

Where my body, restored, is still in a tomb.


Outside lights filters in. The cavern is unsealed

With the stone disc gone, I sense the moving air

Outside. But stumbling to the entry revealed

My city, Jerusalem. A jewel beyond compare


Amongst the vast world. I laugh, weep,

Shout, and dance. Now fully restored,

I sing. He drew me back from the final sleep

To live again. A miracle from my Lord.


I raced for the temple through the crowds,

Never slowing, with no doubt nor hesitation.

Never noticing the black and angry clouds;

My heart knew only joy and jubilation.



I arrived to tumult and confusion.

The sanctuary curtain, whole that morning

Suddenly tore top to bottom. Only one conclusion-

God’s chastisement- meant He was turning


Away from his priests. No more curtain meant

El’s departure from His temple, forever gone.

That upon this feast day, the priests spent

Grieving for the absence of The One.


I trembled. A day replete with wonders

Unheard of meant the hand of the Lord.

I am restored, but witness to the blunders,

Of my people’s failure. I deplored


Their lack of faith. I sought to bring them back.

I was a priest before and I recalled

Before the priesthood, lived Melchizedek.

When Abraham still lived in this world.


Why would our God leave us? I asked

But spare Melchizedek, a priest alone.

A whisper said “Melchizedek’s task

Was previewing the Anointed One.”


“ Messiah?” I stumbled, uncertain.

“He comes to stop cruel Rome, and set us free.”

“That is not the lesson from the curtain.”

He came already; the priests refused to see”.


“But how could any priest miss the Messiah?”

“Because they trusted the ideas of men.

They ignored the teachings from Isaiah

To decide that they knew best-again.”


“How may I find Him, Lord? Where is His temple?”

“There is no temple now, only a grave.

Many say He’s dead, a broken symbol;

I tell you now, believe that He shall save.”


“Remain here in the city. Watch and wait. Then pray

That you may witness what remains unseen.

Remember all you underwent today,

To discover what Passover really means.”








































































































To see the impossible made real.

I exited the tomb