Anesti Awake

‘Anesti, awake’ trgates,8/16/2018
another sunset,
awaiting its rising,
careful, turn your head, 
cough, both are easily missed. 
stone rolled away,
only a couple of Mary’s, and another Friend 
noticed the bouquet’s fragrance, and
walked past the stone’s cast shadow. 
one’s bier, 
another’s reclining couch,
anticipates each
last exhale,
inhaling an amorous, 
one more resurrection. 
anaxios, axios,
eternity’s prism 
casts its hues, 
“the stone rolled away, walk past those easily said declarations.”
coughing, I almost missed it. 
now I place my head upon it, 
a pillow no one else could give. 
Anesti, awake.