OUR ONLY TASK

>>> Before the Easter Morning Sunrise, He Arose <<<

OUR ONLY TASK
By Arley Steinhour 032716

Sun, not yet dawned, to shine its light,
Upon Jesus' Tomb, quite empty,
Except for linen, a bloody sight,
To frighten the assembly.

Mary's, three, and others,
Had come to clean the dead,
All, but one invoked a 'Druthers,'
Only, Mary Magdalen kept her stead.

Tomb was empty, except for linen,
And an Angel, who softly spoke,
'Why seek ye, death, in His dominion,
From death, only He can revoke.

Mary had to look around the ground,
In case Jesus' body had been stolen,
She asked the only man she found,
Approached, with teary-eyes, quite swollen.

'Where have they taken my Teacher,' so Divine,
Tell me please where, and his body I'll fetch,'
The man, she thought a gardener, arose and said,
"Mary," with loving scorn, 'Didn't my words you catch?'

'I laid down my life to give you yours,
All, now, you need do is ask,'
It has been that way for two Thousand years,
Accept Jesus/God, and Repent, our only task.

AMEN