Easter Eggs
1
We chased after Easter eggs
And now are other places,
Still pursuing latent dreams
That spur resultant races.
Without straw baskets given us
By mothers that approved,
Colored eggs would never pile up
And change to food.
Never could we eat them all.
The chocolate ones were first.
Then the jelly beans, and then
Water assuaged our thirst.
Easter had a rabbit hop
Before Christ’s blood became
Symbol for what rises up
For love, in heaven’s name.
But the nascent family feel
Of children in the grass
Stays, as a remainder, with
The unseen eggs we passed.
2
As we matured we slowed
And let other children see
The obvious and reachable,
And went after the few
That were barely visible
Or found by reaching in.
Last, we looked, and then received
The joy of hiding them.
3
The last egg too keenly hid
Would consummate the search
After we had hunted once,
And dressed and gone to church.
Christ as hairy Methodist had
Risen, and now we
Looked for that creative thrust,
One egg we could not see.
4
Crack an egg, decolor it
And leave resultant shell
As a vestige of a hunt –
Primordial, the spell:
The rituals of another time
When food that came for free
Was evidence the rolling Earth
Restored fertility.
5
Eggs undressed all look the same,
An ovoid white that’s soft,
Mashed by pate and swallowed dry;
Just colored shell has left
The evidence of rituals done,
Cohesive family games.
Add chocolate and sugar for
A star’s renascent beams.
6
Eggs were pretty, then deshelled;
Sex covered in green.
Fertility excites the life
Of those within the scene
That follow ancient rituals,
Embellish them with sweets,
And, family by family, hunt them
In lush retreats.
7
Retrospect is easier because
A cast of light
Has changed all the shadows.
We review the scene
Realigned by agencies
That make the worlds roll:
Nut was a star goddess
Inset in a blue bowl.