The slow disaster called Easter continues
Pleasant and sunny
Peaceful and violent at the same time
Dysfunctional and productive
Reductive and Creative
Slowly learning
How to deal with this
Specific adversity
Easter Resurrection
Hope
What hope is there left
What options are there
Known or unknown
The sun still rising
Christ has left his cave
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The Return
So Jesus Christ returned
From his shallow cave
Removed the stone
And walked away
What a wonderful day
Let’s go out and play
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Easter, The Day After
This day between
The crucification and
The resurrection
A limbo, a void
The birds don’t take notice
Nor does the trees
Only we that still
Believe
Hoping for a good deal
At the final judgment
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Endgame
Is life worth living
What is good life?
People struggle to survive
Dying and defying
Death
That is painful
But is giving
Strength a little bit
Again the
Cycle of life
Is being closed
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Uneven
This is an uneven fight
I know I can’t win
I know this
Falling on all levels
Failing to make my
Life working
But it doesn’t matter
I have to try
Again and again
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At night
Fire and Ice
We hide inside the basement
Watching the destruction
From safe distance
While the dark sky looms over us
The ground is again frozen
And the water has turned to ice
And the city is very silent
Waiting for the return
OF spring
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The long, long friday
This terrible day when Jesus dies
Happens every year
When sky is greyer than grey
The snow is pouring down
And the universe is as depressed as me
Then Sunday everything will be alright again
Jesus will stand up from the dead and walk
Away that day
What to say?
I am very happy for Jesus being able to do his thing
And in that process saving mankind by the way
But I am not sure how attractive it is
To rise from the dead again and again
But I guess he is his fathers son
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Interregnum
The plants are growing
Fast and furious
Trying to kill old roots
That once were healthy and strong
But only time will
Tell us who, if anyone won
The metamorphosis is quick and
Painful often killing its host
The only things that comes easy
Is the rain and the mosquitoes
And they are endless sources
Of frustration
As is the cold white light
At night
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April fouls
Slow changes
In this cruel
April
The ground is still
Cold and frozen
The light has turned
And once again
The white nights
Return to this frozen land
From the darkness
To the light
The natur prepares
For another extreme
From death to life
And than again dying
Leaving the land
To the white snow and ice
This is our fate
We fouls that live
Here in the northern corner
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