“Make no mistake: if He rose at all
it was as His body;
if the cells’ dissolution did not reverse, the molecules reknit,
the amino acids rekindle,
the church will fall….
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
Analogy, sidestepping transcendence;
Making of the even a parable, a sign
painted in the faded credulity of earlier ages:
Let us walk through the door.
The stone is rolled back, not paper-mache,
Not a stone in a story,
But the vast rock of materiality that in the slow
grinding of time will eclipse for each of us
The wide light of day….”