The gift of life

Oh bless the joy of spring, warmth and illumination,
The birds will sing,
Shoots will sprout,
Leaves will unfold,
Flowers emerge and I will hold, seeds of enlightenment in my hand,
To plant the gift of life.

The seasons will not halt,
Life still goes on,
The withered and cold have all but gone.
Rejuvenation of the soul,
Restoration of the status quo,
Replenishment of fruit and honey and nectar,
A new vison and wonderment of sight,
Behold new birth and mesmerisic light.

All that has breathe shall give praise,
Life on earth will once again raise,
The thing we bear, that struggle, that weight,
Shall be lifted and broken,
Turning to love and not hate.

Annihilation passes to creation,
The gate is open,
Light glows,
Sight is restored,
The miracle shows.
This gift, this presence, this love so pure,
Gives to us the greatest cure,
The cure is within us,
When we sleep at night,
A new heart is born with newborn sight,
We awaken to a heavenly light,
And sing to the joy of resurrection and might,
The truth is a sign,
The truth is revealed,
The truth is delivered,
The Good News is sealed!