Haiku From the Empty Tomb
Mary thought he was
The gardener, and he was--
Harvesting the sown.
Peter looked with doubt
Smelling dust and fragrant wisps
Left trailing behind.
Judas was irate
With the waste of precious oil
But the woman knew
To wait would be waste
For in the tomb the ointment
Would not be needed.
The stone was heavy
The angel was stronger still
He sat and laughed, laughed.
Angels in the tomb
Are scarier than angels
In a winter’s sky
Jesus is Risen!
Why will they not believe it
Even to this day
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