From Adam Bittleston, Easter Verse in Meditative Prayers for Today

And so Thou comest to our sorrowing heart

In the pure rhythms of the earth, sun, stars,

Linking our being’s pulse to Paradise.

And so Thou comest to our questioning head

Revealing how the slain and buried Good

Takes on new body from the Invisible.

And so Thou comest to our faltering will,

Speaking to each of us our own true name,

Calling us from our graves to work with Thee.