I am never going to hold still for your Instagram pictures;
it will take me ‘til 4pm to find all the eggs you’ve hidden.
Maybe someday I will understand how this time
has shaped the world we live in.
It will always have been part of my reality.
Right now I just want to run up and down
up and down
into the bushes.
We will all get haircuts eventually.
Where you want to put a period, God and I put a comma.
This is not the end.
He is risen, indeed, and so have the hyacinths.
Up and down; world without end, amen.