Soft light spills through morning's haze,
a promise wrapped in warmer days.
The hush of dawn,the bloom,the breeze,
whispers of hope ride through the trees.

The stone was rolled,the tomb left bare,
a risen love now fills the air.
Not just a tale from long ago-
but life reborn in hearts that glow.

I think of peace,of second chance,
of grace that leads a soul to dance.
Of silent prayers and open skies,
of tears redeemed,of lifted eyes.

So on this day,with joy I find
these easter thoughts upon my mind:
That light will come,though dark the night,
and love will always rise to flight.