Tears
Tears
Once it is morning
In a garden
It is
The world
The trees rise up
To dance in the light
Of the sky
But down
Where the roots touch
The ground-
The deep, dark heart
Of the earth-
The flowers are weeping
And so am I.
They are crying
Great tears of
Joy
Knowing their Creator
Clothes them
Every day
But down
Where my heart sinks
To the deep shadow
I am crying
Tears that
Weep
“It is fallen!”
“It is lost!”
Once it was evening
In a garden
In the deep darkness
And no one was
With Him
He cried out
And there was
No answer
And down
Where the roots touched
The ground-
The deep, dark heart
Of His Earth-
The flowers were weeping
With him
He died
Cried
“It is finished!”
To make new
What was lost
He is risen!
Cry
“It is HIS!”
So will I
Rise.
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