Our hearts were never meant to be broken,
over and over again
our love fractured,
and yet spring
is such a beautiful healing,
moving us forward
each year
repairing our spirits.
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To Hold Her Hand Again
It was when he reached for her hand that her blushing began,
and he was never afraid, he never
pulled back,
from her shaking spirit
instead
embracing her until
the waves of fear passed away.
She surrendered
to his courage,
but they both surrendered really.
He never regretted his dedication
to her, instead he lived for her smile,
and for the chance
to hold her hand again.
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It Was Very Good Indeed
And the Lord God saw that His children were discouraged, divided
and some confused, so He spoke into the soil, breathed
into the air, and called forth the rain. And soon
hope came displayed in green plants, with daffodils,
tulips, and even the great chorus of azaleas.
And smiles returned to all the people,
so God saw that it was good,
it was very good indeed.
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When Our Hearts Soared
With fragments of spring we remember the earth,
and when our hearts soared with the echo
of the divine still firmly in the sky.
We remember
and are strengthened
refusing, to let go.
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The Promise of the Cherry Blossoms
As I sense the menacing gaze of the winter ghoul
refusing to yield
I walk against howling wind,
having seen the promise
of the cherry blossoms
so I walk now in the strength
and in the power of hope
that yes
there will be a spring
sometime
this year.
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In the Morning Fog
He picks up his pen a little slower now,
recognizing the brokenness
contains a poem
not so jagged,
and that his light
is easily defused
in the morning fog.
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Happy Easter, Happy Passover
To all those celebrating Easter today – Happy Easter!
And I have a number of Jewish friends so – Happy Passover!
May you be wonderfully blessed during this very special time of year.
And if you don’t celebrate either day, may you also be blessed this spring,
as we all behold the beauty of the earth reborn. May hope live in our hearts.
By the way, did you know that the Last Supper was actually a Passover Seder? It’s true!
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