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A poem for Easter. Words from The Sunday Whirl.

Life to me
Dimly see
Lost I be
Have been to me
Lock, stock
Rusty key

A pit to stand
Drowned I am
A rescuing hand!
Please
An offering man?
Lamb, silent lamb

And then He

And then I am
After Him
A petal bend
Soft and new

Different stand
Again I am
Risen
Saved
Empty grave

Alive

Alive

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  2. Nick

    The words may be from Sunday Whirl, but the arrangement sounds like a voyage of personal discovery?
    Very nicely done, no matter where it took you.

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  3. Nesheaholic

    I love this! Sorry for all the back-to-back comments. I put your blog notification e-mails in a folder, and forgot that I did that. So today I’m like “hmm, haven’t seen anything from C in a while” THEN I remembered the folder lol

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