Season of Easter 2016

So from now on we regard no one from a worldly point of view. Though we once regarded Christ in this way, we do so no longer. Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, that person is a new creation: The old has gone, the new is here! 
(NIV, 2 COR. 5:16-17)


The onion-like skin stretches
until the flesh tears.
Through the night, a hard
casing forms. The heart
remains, beating, as the inner
organs reform. Wings
begin to shape--wet and undersized--
not ready for flight.
I wait.
The Chrysalis is like the linen shroud
of the dead,
soaked in the stench of
myrrh and sweet lilies.
The morning son arises
and thaws the paralysis.
Agony, as the folded body
squeezes through a slight opening
in its paper tomb. The scales
of the folded wings glisten in
the tarragon light. The wind
awakens the creature
to a new life.

By Lara Stoudt