There was never, really, a tomb to be empty;
His body had gone.
Nor was there a gathering of disciples;
They had mostly fled.
but some few gathered to remember.
And, in the words of the women closest to him,
it all became real again. He was with them again.
The tomb wase empty, for it could not contain his spirit.
Jesus was alive in their minds, their spirits, their eyes,
and the world, their world, our world,
would never be the same.