I felt it the other evening on a twilight trek,
and this morning where, after last night's thunder that rattled our windows
it seems to have cracked a vault!
The temps are climbing!
Do you feel it too
on this day between Somber Good Friday
and glorious Easter Morn?!
A breathless pause...
A breathless pause before applause erupts in verdant wow
And laughter roars through bud-shaped doors studding still barren bough
Where Sense of Verge ignites an immense urge to dance and sing
Because the earth replete with birth kindles hope’s song of spring
…and windowpanes and puddled lanes wear raindrop’s happy tears
They tickle timid shoots and quicken woodland’s teeming cheers
And robin trills and daffodils and dormant hills reply
And all the world is silver-pearled beneath a beaming sky
The lawn is full of sticks where nature’s arborist pruned trees
And eggs are full of chicks that youngsters are eager to squeeze
The garden smiles, the breeze beguiles us to linger to gaze
At sanguine scenes played out in dreams of flower-precious days
…and we all feel youth’s fresh appeal; the zeal of joy renewed
Ambition streams with hopes and dreams and humble gratitude
To God, because a breathless pause captures Life held at bay
Before applause erupts because the stone is rolled away
© Janet Martin
John 11:25
Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life.
He who believes in Me, though he may die,
he shall live.
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!