Heralding Resurrection
By Rev. Lonnie C. Crowe
Heralding the equinox,
The crocus awakens,
Stretches to shake its numbness
And awaits the warmth of sprouting time.
Then nudging the softening earth,
Pushing aside the rimey loam,
Sensing the promise of the Spring,
Thrusts its purple through.
Heralding eternity,
We, too, shall awaken,
And nudging aside the loamy earth,
Thrust through
To meet the Son.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Friday, March 8, 2013
Spring Sonnet
Spring Sonnet
By Rev. Lonnie C. Crowe
Bobbing in sunny, breezy, sun-lit glow,
The petaled tulip cups of motley hue
Peep through the vestiges of winter's snow,
Dispel despondency and rampant rue.
Hyacinths, vermilion tinged, bask and nod
Among dandelion and daffodil.
Anemone lifts hands to praise her God
As waking birds begin their song to trill.
Impish ivy trails her tender tendrils
Grasping gracefully to brickened wall.
The robin's song, the heart with pleasure fills.
The crocus answers to the season's call,
Hale harbingers of reawakening
Prompting passionate and soaring souls to sing.
By Rev. Lonnie C. Crowe
Bobbing in sunny, breezy, sun-lit glow,
The petaled tulip cups of motley hue
Peep through the vestiges of winter's snow,
Dispel despondency and rampant rue.
Hyacinths, vermilion tinged, bask and nod
Among dandelion and daffodil.
Anemone lifts hands to praise her God
As waking birds begin their song to trill.
Impish ivy trails her tender tendrils
Grasping gracefully to brickened wall.
The robin's song, the heart with pleasure fills.
The crocus answers to the season's call,
Hale harbingers of reawakening
Prompting passionate and soaring souls to sing.
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