Not yet

Well, the day has come and gone,
but I have not been thrust from the tomb.
Honestly, I am not much changed from Friday.
Like Thomas, for whom the miracle has occurred,
but not yet.
Like seeing the flash of a distant explosion
but the shock wave hasn’t hit me yet.
I have seen the light of a mystery
working within me, far beneath my senses,
my understanding, even my faith.
In that mystery I trust.
Every day is Easter, they say;
they should say: sometimes it is still before that dawn,
fear and guilt still echoing,
pain still real, death still clinging—
though the miracle I shall see fully only later
is unfolding already.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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