Son of the Sun. A Song of Easter

 

Heinrich Hofman, Christ at 33 (1889)

This original poem invites both a reflection on and a remembrance of the life, death and resurrection of Jesus of Nazareth during a time of turbulence when all human values have been hurled to the elements.

The music that accompanies this piece was composed and performed by Nico Di Stefano

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The Poem

 

Son of the Son

A Song of Easter

We did not know that blood could shine through thorns
That air could erupt in rays and points of light,
Forms of fine flame appearing and then vanishing around you

Son of the Sun, Son of Man

You show your face again and again

In these days of passion, compassion and pain

These days of fire and storm and shame

To all who would call you by your name.

In forest on sea and in desert dry

You walked and waited and then turned around.

Those who heard your story, who saw your glory

Will never lose sight of your many faces,

In trance and wonder, in crystalline graces.

Perfect pearl reflects and refracts

In changing hues in reds and blues

The places and faces now fixed in time.

Within this sphere of earth sublime

The stories untold, in silver and gold,

The present and past, the first and the last.

Now the stone rolled over to close the wound

Of an earth long seeded with blood and grief

Restored in love renewed in light

With a thief to the left and a thief to the right

With blood run thin with day become night.

To you who once were who are and will be

To you who were emptied of blood and of water

Remember the land and the sky and the sea

And strengthen and comfort the sons and the daughters

Yet to return to our great mother Earth

To restore and renew and to bring to new birth.