To Mark

Who is this man, and where is he from,
Who speaks in riddles with power and might?
He brings a sword, and not shalom,
A human soul, with divine insight.

So question not the empty tomb
Holding its secrets undisclosed,
Dark spaces of an empty womb,
Holding the secrets that God supposed.

None can contain the message that's here,
None can reframe it to make it more clear,
The stone is rolled back, so you can peer
To future and past, far and near.