I Have Been Entombed

I have been entombed within the ego and the self;
I have been dead within the walls of winter.

I have long lain aside the hope that one I knew;
many forgotten truths line the path of wilderness.

I have grown weary with the waiting cocoon;
I have sensed with sorrow the pain of transformation.

Yet, in the graceful stillness of this early April morning,
I am greeted in love with inside eastering.

I stand before this moment with silent, rising sun and page-full of Scripture
and I proclaim: I am coming forth!

I’ve left the linens of winter lying there behind me;
I’ve shook off the dust of dead and I’m bounding forth in Spirit.

It is time to break loose.
It is time to come forth.
It is time to allow life to wing its way into depths.

This is the season of my Savior, the One whom God raised from the dead.
This is the moment of resurrection and I know it is the right time.

For I am coming forth, coming forth from the tomb—and just like my God risen,
I feel bonded with the world,
I feel all brokenness brought unto one.

I’m on my way to bless bread with each of my dear friends;
I’m on my way to offer presence to all those I meet on the road;
I’m on my way to bring resurrection to all who need God’s healing Life.

It is Easter and I proclaim:
            I’ve been raised from the dead!
            I am coming forth from the tomb!