Easter Magic












Easter  Magic




       Had we crucified the rabbit--

       yanked him from his fields of grass

        and staked him out by paws and tender feet

               to quiver, twitch and die in agony

                   of innocence, 

        and then, in three days' time,

        had seen him hop from the tomb

        unscathed

        but for the wounded paws and feet we felt--



        then maybe now we'd talk of Christ,

         pass his story down from child to child

         and only faintly hint at silly myths of

              wicker baskets,

               chocolate eggs,

         treasures hidden in the field

         and some trick hare who died



                  then somehow disappeared.

                                             
                                                                     --------Leslie Leyland Fields

7 comments:

  1. That was a real morning brightener. Uh Thanks?

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    1. Ummm, you're welcome? (Sorry to make you face the rabbit this morning!! At least there's no blood . ..Thought about it [red nail polish?])

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  2. I love this Leslie. It's quite a thought.
    Wishing you a joy-filled, blessed Easter.

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    1. Thank you Linda! I was able to attend a most moving service today . . .. so grateful for Christ climbing up on that cross, which has made life possible for us all. May your workshop be sweet and deep these special days!

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  3. Oh. A. Men. AMEN. Not only do I love the heart of your poem, but I love the poem itself. Yes, I am fighting the pull of a 'traditionalist' mother-in-law who wants to make sure Easter traditions (all whispers of either consumerism or pagan rituals) are complete for my not-yet-two-year-old daughter. I love a good egg hunt with the rest of them, but Jesus. The solemnity and the joy of this season is unparalleled. And definitely not fluffy.

    Thank you, dear Leslie.

    {and a note, I have continued been a reader, but have found words hard to come by these past several months. Forgive my dwelling in your blog's shadows. Your words bless me.}

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    1. Amy, so good to hear from you! What a struggle that is, when a relative insists on the other celebrations. But as the mother, you get the final word. (And sometimes the shadows are exactly where we need to be . . . thank you. May you be full of Jesus thisResurrection Day!)

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    2. Thank you, Leslie. Was caring for a sick little one through Easter's wee hours, missed all the pomp and circumstance, but knew Jesus's companionship. He is so kind.

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