The Lord is Risen! He is risen indeed Alleluia!
Here is an Easter poem, which takes the form of an Aubade, a traditional form, set as a dialogue between lovers and the break of day. I have taken a genre of secular love poetry and set it in a new, spiritually resonant key, imagining a dialogue between Christ and the Soul. This poem is from ‘After Prayer’ my collection with Canterbury Press that came out in 2019. As the poem is also a dialogue between bride and groom, Maggie, my wife, has kindly read the bride’s part on the recording.. Please feel free to make use of my poems in church services and to copy and share them. If you can mention the book from which they are taken that would be great.
As usual you can hear the poem by clicking on the title or the ‘play’ button if it appears
And are you sleeping still my love?
The sun is on the rise,
A gentle west wind lifts the leaves,
And songbirds fill the skies.
I closed my eyes in sorrow love,
My heart as cold as stone,
And thought, as darkness covered me,
That I would lie alone.
I closed my eyes in weariness,
I closed my eyes in pain,
And never thought I should be called
To open them again.
But you were not alone my love,
Your weariness was mine,
I brought a light into the dark
That you might see it shine.
I too endured the deadly cold
That chilled us to the bone,
That I might warm the sepulchre
And roll away the stone.
Awaken now to life my love,
Arise alive and free,
Shake off the sleep of death my love,
And come away with me.
And she has risen from her bed
And held her arms out wide
And touched his wounded hands and heart
And gone to be his bride.
13 responses to “Easter Day: an Aubade”
How wonderful and so beautifully read. Thank you.
Thanks- it was nice to have Maggie read it with me
So good to hear your voices together. Thank you to Maggie.
Malcolm, this Aubade is very meaningful. Having sat at the beside of my Mother a few years ago and last August at the bedside of my sister, seeing them fade away and disappear and trusting they were not in pain-or distress-or feeling alone; this Audabe encapsulates the feelings of the person departing, their weariness, exhaustion and last breaths; but our risen Lord with them welcoming them home! I have never read anything before that expresses this so beautifully.
Many thanks Richard you have encapsulated just what I hoped the poem would do
The moment when Jesus speaks her name is the emblem of such intimacy. The word of love He speaks is my name. He loves me. Speak Lord for thy servant heareth.
Thanks Malcolm -Have just sent it to a friend who has had a recent bereavement. John Whitwell
Happy Easter Malcolm to you and your family! God bless you and all that you do.
Thanks. Happy Easter to you
Beautiful enjoyed all the Lent and Easter poems 🙂🙂✝️