Over at the SMH is a wonderful article At Easter, the Poetry is in the Piety with diverse selections from John Donne, Oscar Wilde, T.S. Eliot, W.B. Yeats, and John Updike.
Ending up Updike’s Seven Stanzas at Easter, the author concludes:
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
Analogy, sidestepping, transcendence;
Making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the
Faded credulity of earlier ages:
Let us walk through the door.
At Easter, millions walk, if not through the door, then into churches and cathedrals — the chambers of God — and become part of the poetry of faith. The ritual becomes the tone poem universal. In each recitation, the word is given life. The faithful know it is in their blood.