what was it like
to die,
to let go,
to relinquish your
hopes and dreams?
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did you try to cling on,
did you fight?
did you cry,
scream and shout
your objections to heaven?
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Did you wonder where he was,
the one your trusted
from the very depths of your soul?
Did you grieve
and question his absence?
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And when the silence overwhelmed you,
and the grave clothes bound you,
did you surrender finally,
were you aware of your surrender,
or was the nothingness
complete?
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Did you know that he was working even
through the darkness of the grave?
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and when he called
your name,
did your heart
leap to life within you?
Were you awed or terrified
by this new awakening?
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Did you struggle with the grave clothes,
did you pause and did you stumble?
When they loosed you did you want to dance ,
or kneel and weep and pray?
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Has new life brought you freedom,
do you have a changed perspective,
he commanded your grave open, did you open
as it opened?
Of this I hope I am certain,
things can never be the same!
