Easter Sunday
This is the day the doves returned,
The greatest day on earth,
The day the stone was overturned,
The sign of man's rebirth.
This is the day He left the tomb,
The day the angels hailed,
This is the day the lilies bloomed,
The day to lift the veil.
This is the day that Mary's tears,
Upon her cheek were dried,
The day the angels quelled her fears,
By singing He's alive!
This is the day that Christ was seen,
Walking on the road,
In the flesh - no, not a dream,
In a white and holy robe.
This is the day He spoke aloud,
Hear, see, touch - He's real,
The day He rose up in the clouds,
God's truths for man revealed.
3 Comments:
At 11:56 PM, Scott said…
Nice poem and great blog...
At 10:44 PM, Unknown said…
WHY DONT YOU DIE NOBODY WILL FORGIVE YOU EVER SO JUST STOP, YOU HAVE NO POINT
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At 1:20 AM, MsC said…
Nice poem. You can always tell how powerful the word is when people reject it so strongly. Easter, Resurrection day, this is the day.
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