STILL AT WORK

Your bonds as light as kite string
Were easily broken,

And the confinement of the darkened tomb
Could not contain you now

As your kite form lifted above transparent walls
To defy all,

Your work, and your Father's work now done...
I suppose you want to rest?...

But there you are working among men you've chosen,
Preparing them, to build their faith and your church ----

So for forty days you let them and others see you.
Don't you want a rest Lord?

...Alas

You've gone to your Father's side...
To relax?

You say, now you'll send the Comforter
And he'll remind me of all that you've said,

And now...
You'll be at work in the hearts of many more,

When I get weary I rest and when I feel lazy, I relax...
And you're still at work!