Come to the Garden

A Poem, By Joy Aletheia Stevens

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Step into the Garden near,

And breathe the fullness of the air.

Come with awe and hope, and a little fear,

And see the site that you’ll find there.

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Let your gaze fall on gaping hole,

Empty in the earth,

And to your knees, quickly fall,

As an empty tomb finds worth.

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For a gaping hole, empty and bare,

Holds the secret, greatest of all.

Open your hearts emptiness and meet its stare,

Let them tumble, every wall.

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As this earth was emptied that day,

Of death, and darkness, as the whole world tore,

Let what filled it, He who in it was laid,

Now fill every emptiness in your very core.

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And as this tomb, was suddenly filled with light and life,

So let His beauty overtake your heart,

Free you from pain, from chains, from strife,

And bring a new life, to start.

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Salvation here, salvation now,

In the quietness as a garden grows.

Come to the garden, draw near and bow,

In awe of Him, of whom you are known.

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Earth empties as heart is filled,

Exchange death for life inside.

As morning dawns, and earth is stilled,

And Christ opens His arms out wide.

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The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come an see the place where he lay. Matthew 28:5-6

Joy Aletheia Stevens