The Sun is shining and
Spring in infancy erupts everywhere.
The brown grass has turned green
and begun its seasonal sprawl
into my garden beds.
The dry withered clump
of chives
parts
as green fingers poke
through the earth.
But death hangs in the air
Frost will descend with
- the long shadow
- of night.
Some tender shoots will
shrivel and break
and we wait
for the life to come.
Jesus we celebrate your light
and see signs of new life in us.
Even as we remember your
face set like a flint towards
Jerusalem.
You were alive and Life itself
but you walked towards
arrest, mocking, beating and
death on a cross.
May the Lenten seeds
You have planted
grow Easter flowers.
May you guard the tender new life
you have given us.
And Lord give us strength
for the cold dark days ahead.
Amen, amen.