Easter

An Easter Sonnet by Kilby Austin

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Easter by Kilby Austin

There were no herald trumpets at his grave
when angels came to roll the stone away;
the earthquake made the soldiers faint with fright,
and no one saw him rising from the night
or hailed his triumph over death with song.
The angels did their work; then hid from John
and Peter. And when Mary came, her tears
shrouded their glory and dispelled her fears.
Where have you taken him? she boldly cried.
She'd nothing left to lose since he had died.
He is not here, their breif reply she heard;
then turning round, she saw the living Lord
   still humble, hidden at his greatest victory
   unrecognisable—except for faith to see.

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He is risen, dear friends!

I am so fortunate to share with you this Easter poem. This poem will appear in This Way to Warmth, a forthcoming collection of poems about the Christian faith by Kilby Austin, to be published by Prisca Publishing. The book releases in June 2026.