Inner Spring

The trees in full blossom

Leave the young man too restless

And the old man in search of a dream;

The lovers would have their prayers answered

And the child chocolate eggs and jelly beans.

As for me,

I need the joy of the Resurrection

And the peace that covers my mortality;

So my soul looks at the new life in the spring time

And turns inward to reflect on the mystery.


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