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Inspired by Easter and springtime |
| The winding whispers of a newborn leaf Uncurl its muted rhymes And weave the Lord’s eternal song Among the trails of time. God’s risen Son reclaims our souls To rouse a slumbering earth And spins a fragrant melody That mirrors our rebirth. Mingling shadows shake the stillness Ringing through the trees In hushed remembrance of the ancient cross That held salvation’s key. Faded murmurs of the Savior’s voice Engulf the rambling sky To wrap her soul in solitude Where untouched dreams reside. The rosy frailty of a budding branch Dethrones its broken past Hung with the breath of dormant hopes Resurrected at long last. My wild wanderings lead me back Where the wide-eyed crocus stirs A transient token of abiding grace As long as faith endures. From Christ’s surrender arose new life Where the light of redemption springs His footsteps call my spirit home Borne on eternity’s wings. |