Easter Colors

This poem was written out of some womanly musings over Easter dresses and celebrations, reflecting on how we may try to show in bright and fresh attire our joy in the new life of spring and in the resurrection.

Shall I wear red-

Brave color of blood and battle?
Red life was bled of love

and war for me,

Til victory waked the dawn.

Was that dawn red?

Or was it gold -

Bright yellow of bright joy

When sun streaked opening sight

Into the dark and gaping mouth

Of gutted death

And sang into the blue.

Shall I wear blue?
Of sapphire pavement where he sits

Enthroned, my Lord once dead for me,

More vibrant than the cloud-strewn sky

Through which he flew.

I might wear blue

For it is what I have

Enough to walk forth into day

And sing with loved ones

That our loved One lives,

For it is true.

No color shall suffice

To show my joy

That all my love is risen from the dead,

Until beyond rainbow and sunset,

Tree and flower,
In newer life than Spring,

I walk with Him in white.