A hundred pounds of myrrh's and aloe's scent
released their fragrance to the waiting air
that shimmered on the first pink tints of dawn.
In Joseph's favorite garden, birds began
to sing. A limber boy, and breathless man
(who, just two days before this, had denied
knowledge of Christ, as Christ had prophesied),
rushed in, but Jesus was no longer there.
(How could the guards have missed the whole event?)
The tomb was empty and the body gone.
Only the winding sheets lay near the shelf
where they had laid him in that cold, hard place).
Tthe napkin that had once covered his face
now, neatly folded, laid off by itself.