The sealed stone rolled away and glory burst forth in prisms of light dancing in the morning air. The grey of yesterday faded fast in the splendor of today. She stood silent in grief searching for the anointed one, while her tears fell softly interrupted by a question “Why are you weeping?” And then it happened, “Mary” came the call and new vision flooded in as she cried, “Rabbouni.” Master and disciple met in an encounter of sorrow turned to joy. The rejected one now the chosen one ran with wild news to those clustered in fear, and euphoria filled all as they rose with their Lord and Savior, who broke the bonds of death and destruction in the greatest love story ever told. The tomb like silence of Saturday erupted in a crescendo of sound, for creation was born anew in a garden heralding Spring skipping into new life.