Christ walks the world again, new-bound on high emprise,
With music in His golden mouth and laughter in His eyes;
The primrose springs before Him as He treads the dusty way,
His singer’s crown of thorn has burst in blossom like the may,
He heedeth not the morrow and He never looks behind,
Singing: “Glory to the open skies and peace to all mankind.”
Singing: “Lady, lady, will you come away with Me?
Was never man lived longer for the hoarding of his breath;
Here be dragons to be slain, here be rich rewards to gain . . .
If we perish in the seeking, . . . why, how small a thing is death!”
“Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here; He has risen!” Luke 24:5-6
— Mike Bowman (@mobozzen) April 9, 2023
Piero della Francesca, “The Resurrection of Christ” (1465) fresco in the Palazzo della Residenza in the town of Sansepolcro, Tuscany, Italy. pic.twitter.com/crlS7fTtKr
