From the icy grip
the earth awakes, not from primal instinct
there is no evolution says the Church, while everywhere woodland flowers
proclaim resurrection in a yeah so attitude
whatever, party on. No.
as if this annual miracle was less.
Is it in the northland that death's door locks shut
til the tilt again favors the sun, the son, The Son.
worthy of celebration even had Christ had not issued
the invitation to arise, we, too, with the Creation.
By Phil Specht on Apr 24, 2011