Friday, April 15, 2011

Wake Up!

Like a buried crocus
casting off winter's heavy cloak,
she pushes through frozen layers
of slumber and darkness,
offering hope
to a world held hostage
by winter.

"I give you a gift!"
she cries,
not knowing
if it will be noticed,
not knowing
if it will be received.
"Wake up!"
"Wake up!"

Life,
that fragile flower,
emerges from death's embrace
and offers to dance for a season
with all who will take her hand,
to dance for eternity
with all who will receive her gift.



(Inspired by I Corinthians 15:55 ~ O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?)

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