Sunday, April 24, 2011

The Sun on Easter

It's still gray, not yet light.

The clouds rest like islands

on the mountain side, snow filling

the spaces between the trees,

a maze of paths my eyes

climb and walk. It's Easter

Sunday though you couldn't

tell that from my window as I

watch the sky and mountain

before this morning's dawn.

It's quiet as I wait expecting

light as it comes so reliably

every day of our lives.

But, what if it didn't today?

What if we would only know

this grayness, this waiting?

There is a somberness in

the time before light, an

acknowledgment of need

for light in this our one life.

By Pat Maslowski on Apr 24, 2011

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