Could it be, stone rolled away - while the carpenter was risen
Symbolized oppressive ideas - that keep hearts locked in prison?
A soul trains eyes through the darkness - in order to see
That the invisible prison of habit - taunts - you'll surely not, be free
May your thoughts never -
become so grey
That you frame in darkness - the dawn of the day
Life longs to create - a dazzling Spring display
From within fertility - of your heart's clay.
It may seem safer to cling - to the familiar edge
Urged beyond the known - there lies, life's whispered pledge
Defy must know sown - answer's limits
Instead jump into mystery - enlivened soul, more freely permits
Never too late - shed air and light - on heart's room
Invite a new view - beyond that cold dank tomb
Held in our very being - the power of nature's fission
Making possible - a resurrection, vision.
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