A heavy silence
in the cold pungent air.
except for the muffled voices
of angry guards, their leave cancelled,
relieving themselves against the tomb.
As Sunday’s new dawn broke,
an ancient uncreated flame
danced a happy fire
in the prison’s gloom, absorbing:
With a blinding flash,
the big bang’s bigger bang
exploded with recreating power,
transforming the corpse of the crucified
in the Father’s womb.