More Easter poetry
Gazing at the wonder of the Cross
Abundant grace
Golden light on dew-kissed roses
Heralding the break of day
Cooing doves, at morn’s awakening
Dusty hooves of foals at play
Wheat fields, like a tawny ocean
Rippling in the wind’s caress
Dancing streams, their spray asparkle
Pensive pools in quiet rest
Air perfumed with scent of jasmine
Wind charm’s soft melodious ring
Dappled earth through filtered sunlight
Gamboling lambs at start of spring
Miracle of baby’s birthing
Brand new breath, a lusty cry
Old man resting, children’s chatter
Puff balls in a dreamy sky
Cells and segments of an orange
Neatly packed with tasty bliss
Warm embrace of two young lovers
Tenderness of mother’s kiss
These and countless other blessings
Are bestowed on us each day
Pointing us to God’s compassion
Showing us His love-filled way
He surrounds us with His beauty
Fills our souls with untold wealth
Lifting them from deep depression
Into happiness and health
Yet His greatest gift of goodness
Starts its journey steeped in death
Wounded Saviour hanging, dripping
Blood for us with His last breath
Cursed that he might buy our healing
‘Tombed to fight for all our souls
Breaking forth in glorious victory
Empty grave, and men made whole.
What a song our hearts are singing
Let the church bells toll and toll
Jesus is our Lord and Saviour
‘Tis indeed well with my soul.