Surrexit Rex – Graham LePage

The poem below comes from our dear friend and former housemate, Graham LePage. Whether it’s sharing a poem or crafting one, Graham’s keen sense for beauty in poetic form is something to behold. Grateful for his perspective with these true and powerful words.

Who is this coming king? This already-not-yet regent,

humble, hard, and kind, Lord beyond death,

broken body bursting with life, transfigured

with light, the torture wounds still open

on his resurrected hands? What is

this force of divinity, barely contained,

pulsing in each eternal cell?

No wall, no grave, no tomb,

no stone, no chain, no sword,

could keep the king restrained.

He goes where he wills,

locked rooms and desert roads.

Grave-robber, gardener,

gathering his people to him.

The kingdom of God is near.

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