Easter Sunday

Marc (visipix.com)

Here is the Church:
Where i learned about love
with freshly-brushed bangs and rosy-pinched cheeks
Bible stories pieced together
with scissors and paste and popsicle sticks…

Memling (visipix.com)

Here is the Church and
Here is the Steeple:
Where i met Jesus
His Light streaming through stained glass

warm and constant
onto white buckled shoes & ribboned dresses…

Here is the Church and
Here is the Steeple,
Open the Door
:
And see me beaming
Sisters and cousins
An eager  choir,
And in that same place
under His cross
twenty years later
marrying the man I love.

Here is the Church and
Here is the Steeple,
Open the Door and
See All the People
:
In these golden pews
four generations of Salasins pray
summers at Vacation Bible School
God’s FULL love resounding
in sea shells & glitter & song…

Here is the Church and Here is the Steeple,
Open the Door and See all the people,
Close the door
:
As we bury my mother
crying Tora Lora Loo

Here is the Church and Here is the Steeple,
Open the Door and See all the People,
Close the Door and
Hear Them Pray
:
Bowed heads once brown or blonde, now grey
empty choir where the Reverend’s wife once sang
Charlie Rowe, life-long friend
forever walking Aster, parsonage to pulpit
beside each bed when sickness came
beside each grave
when love was lost…

Here is the Church and Here is the Steeple,
Open the Door and See All the People,
Close the Door and Hear Them Pray,
Open the Door
:
Onto bright yellow bonnets
hands held for photos
dollars pressed inside tiny palms
gingerly placed on golden trays
forever carried by Angels
who never age
Rejoice! He is risen!
Baskets filled with eggs
bagels and lox strewn across
my grandmother’s table

Here is the Church and Here is the Steeple,
Open the Door and See All the People,
Close the Door and Hear Them Pray,
Open the Door and
They All Run Away…

But some come back
and once children, become pastors even
lighting memories of
graham cracker crumbs and grape-juice mustaches
skipping down the Avenue

Leonardo da Vinci (visipix.com)

His words in hand,
shouting

Jesus

LOVES

me,

this

I

KNOW!

Kelly Salasin

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One thought on “Easter Sunday

  1. What a beautiful post! It almost made me cry. I have never heard the second half of this children’s rhyme but I sure identify with it. I used to have a similar relationship with church but then we all grew up, my mom died, and everyone moved away. I miss it and your post brought it back for just a minute. Thank you.

    Judy
    justonefoot.blogspot.com

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