Easter lilies
regal, porcelain goblets of nectar
enthroned on my Kitchen counter
remind me of the Master Jesus'
ascent into Divinity

Pain, torment, gloom of Good Friday
Dark moment when He pleaded with Elohim
to remove the cup of poison from His lips
have passed away

Surrendering His mortal dread,
physical identity
He knew in the nucleus of His being
the Mysterious Truth
we shall alll come to know

Our inherent, indestructible
immortality and divine status

Instead of a crown of thorns
we place on Sweet Jesus' head
A Crown of Lilies