“Risen” Easter Blessing
by Jan Richardson www.paintedprayerbook.com
He is not here, for he has been raised, as he said. (Matthew 28:6)
If you are looking
for a blessing,
do not linger
here.
Here
is only
emptiness,
a hollow,
a husk
where a blessing
used to be.
This blessing
was not content
in its confinement.
It could not abide
its isolation,
the unrelenting silence,
the pressing stench
of death.
So if it is
a blessing
that you seek,
open your own
mouth.
Fill your lungs
with the air
that this new
morning brings
and then
release it
with a cry.
Hear how the blessing
breaks forth
in your own voice
how your own lips
form every word
you never dreamed
to say.
See how the blessing
circles back again
wanting you to
repeat it
but louder
how it draws you
pulls you
sends you
to proclaim
its only word:
risen
risen
risen.