The Miracle

Written on: April 27, 2015

Thy love, my God, the eternal spring,

the source of hope –

the inexhaustible well.

The  purple crocus blooms imperial;

from the cold winter earth

it bursts, my God, resplendent

into Thy light.

To witness the birth

of an unfolding flower,

is drama, is mystery, is Thy power transcendent.

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