TIME'S EASTER AND THE VILLAGE

CATEGORY

life

In the midst of Easter Sunrise

Cynical notions still pose threats

To our dawning Hope

Of innate Village resurrection

Yet must we trek onward

For as sure as the blazing Sun rises

So must the dauntless spirit

Of the children of the Ebon Exodus

As we look out over the mountain top

The envisioned reality

Of the sable dream

Of a dawning blue meridian

Lurks in its cosmic orbit

Shadowed by the great eclipse

Of political deceit

Albeit the haze of the white meridian

Time’s Easter cannot be broken

And scattered like pieces of broken bad

Luck mirrors piercing weary feet and hands

Standing on today’s radiant mountain top

We’re in the light of a full Moon and rising Sun:

And the shining light to our promised path

Cannot be broken—for it’s of cosmic eternity

We the Children of the Village may be scattered—

But united we are—by the light around and within us:

Nothing can stop fulfillment of our Villages’ ecliptic risings

            (Peace and Love, mlowe5: 4/21/2019)