Season of Easter 2017

The Easter Gift

Subtle, the morning light —
the gray skies
brightened for a moment
then settled back
to gray

spring is slow
to come this year

the promise
of new life
waxes and wanes
under the heaviness
of frost and snow 

Yet, in the drudgery, 
the exhaustion,
the disappointments,

I open my Easter gift

The Joy of resurrection
warms my inner dwelling place —

I remember

Love that conquers death &

Peace that overshadows my doubt

Hope bursts through
the frozen clay
of my heart.

I see,
as if for the first time —

new life,
a future bright with possibilities


Lara Stoudt