A Positively Poetic Priest

Resurrection (4/16/17 Easter Sunday) deep inside newness deeply right familiar sense the truth all along snake skin shed for want of rarity what is living fully bodied is eternity's reality

The only realms of existence Even open to the idea of unconditional Are love and fake physics We all remember those days In senseless High School Where some ageless science teacher Had you skating around on frictionless surfaces So that the equations were "easy" And completely unconditional  Remember there's no wind friction in the void These days you wonder what happens To the length of years Totally reconditioning your mind Into a jaded maze Where was innocence lost On the sidelines of growing up In the learning of lessons unfit for respect And the shaking off of the idea That all love is unconditional Left behind as dried old rattlesnake skin Waiting for its resurrection day