Easter is here,
And the birds do
sing,
Their voices convey,
An impossible thing,
As lives lead to
death,
And the day unto
night,
That new birth
occurs,
For our souls to take
flight.
The flowers give
hint,
They come back to
bloom,
The mind will accept,
If the heart gives it
room,
That the end is not
here,
When we lay down and
die,
Our true home lies
beyond,
Where are souls seek
to fly,
For God’s son set the
tone,
When He died here on
Earth,
As he rose from the
dead,
To give proof of new
birth,
But that just can’t
be done!
Our sharp minds think
and say,
But perhaps we can’t
see,
In the clear light of
day,
For our cells form of
atoms,
And those of energy,
What science truly
knows,
Is that can not cease
to be,
Energy can only
change,
In appearance and
form,
But what is of the
truth,
Is that we don’t know
the norm,
For if energy is from
God,
And God truly is,
Why would he not,
Protect what is His?
He gave us His Son,
And he gave us the
way,
And so we CELEBRATE,
On this Easter Day!
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