The Christ has risen; heaven’s hosts rejoice.
They who proclaimed his birth in human flesh
Had stood, these days, in battle-readiness
Lest he who made them should have need of them,
But he has won this victory alone.
All that remains for angel heralds bright
Is to announce this joyful news: Rejoice!
I wrote this poem this week to mark Eastertide. I had intended to make it longer and talk about each of the characters in the Gospel accounts in turn, as I did in last year’s poem, but in the end I didn’t think I could write more than this one stanza and still post it today.
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This poem is also archived on my wiki.
- “Passion” (shinecycle.wordpress.com)
- “Triumphal Entry” (shinecycle.wordpress.com)
- “Breaking Day” (shinecycle.wordpress.com)