Here - A Poem For Easter

You're here at last!
   So glad you've come
   We've waited for so long
Branches wave and
   Knees bend low, while
   We sing out the song
Not quite the way we 
   Pictured you...
   No army in your wake
Seems you've not come
   To overthrow
   There must be some mistake.

Here you are... and with us
   Sitting down
   The select few
How great is this?
   How great are we?
   You say we have no clue.
Then bending down
   And stripping off
   You wipe away our mess
And order us
   To do the same...
   We could not get it less.

Now here we are
   Long after dark
   You take some time alone
We sit and wonder
   What comes next?
   And drift off, one-by-one.
Then suddenly, you're here
   And all around
   We see our foes.
We strike. You step in. 
   Stop the blood.
   Surrender... as we run.

Now there you are
   Suspended in the sky
   For all to see.
Naked and
   In agony, and
   Hanging from a tree.
This is the end.
   It has to be!
   There is no coming back.
And one-by-one
   We turn away.
   There is no coming back.

But here you are!
   Before our eyes
   How can all this be true?!?
We saw you die...
   But here you are!
   We still don't have a clue.
This had to happen
   All along, you say
   And just as soon
As we believe our eyes
   And ears and hearts
   Again you're gone.

Yet here you are!
   Still with us, even when
   Our eyes don't see
And there you are
   Far off ahead
   As we follow your lead
And here too we 
   Meet with you in
   The eyes of every face
And here we help them 
   See you too
   When we extend your grace.