EASTER SUNDAY, APRIL 17TH
I walked from darkness into dawn
and the moon had kindly shined upon
this traveler with its gentle glow,
until it faded and then went low.
The sky reflected beautiful hues
from darker purple to brighter blue
and shining yellow from softer peach.
All nature seemed intent to teach
a subtle but profound insight…
How can I live, so that I might
follow in their sweet surrender?
Reflecting light, remaining tender,
while gradually learning to let go.
Then, in adoration bending low
as the sun breaks forth in bright array
and ushers in a brand-new day.
Blessed Easter, dear friends.
(Poem and photos by Karen, March 2022)