Jesus said I was not dead.
He knew the light of Life shone in my heart.
The voice of Truth, with awakening touch,
Spoke with dominion, "Maid, arise."
That Word of God brought me, not back,
But forward to the revelation of where I'd always been,
Always am, always will be—living in God.
I do not live again but never died.
The warmth of resurrection melts the frost of fear.
Love is the pasture where His lambs skip fearlessly.
Only the myth of mortality is consumed,
Never the one, the ever-present Life.
