Wednesday, 30 April 2014

Resurrection Days

And this is Love
That great white light

Who dares
A fragile breath
Which reaches out
Through time and space

And in this touch
A tiny spark
Of heartfelt joy
The darkness

In darkest night
A dot of light
That’s scarcely seen
But hearts perceive
This moment comes

And flickering hope
Is born anew
In these
The resurrection days.

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