HAPPY EASTER

I wrote this poem some time ago. We have been gone from home for three weeks. Not a long time, but long enough to witness some changes. Spring is so special. When we returned, winter had become spring. Our yard is flooded with the odor of orange blossoms, the orchids are in bloom, rose bushes are filled with beautiful little buds and the grass is a lovely spring green. The birds found a bag of green moss we use for potted plants and have been using it to build their nests in preparation for a new family. All around us, new life. Maybe this is why Jesus Christ choose this time of year to be resurrected to new life after dying on the cross.

  
RESURRECTION SUNDAY

Spring, a time when
God revives His creation
resurrecting new life,
nurturing what once
seemed dead.

God announces His existence
dressing this earth exquisitely
in all the colors of the rainbow.
He floods the air waves
with heavenly unwritten melodies
as the birds choose their mates
and build nests to
house fragile fledglings.

The message of the Son is revealed
as we witness a flower
pushing through soil,
smell fragrant orange blossoms,
and gently reach out to
touch those we love.

Jesus came to show
all is not lost and gone away.
Life will be resurrected
in harmony with His unfolding plan.
He has promised to
show the way.
He is the way.
      John 14:6