Easter Hymn
It's
you again,
falling
like a vagabond back into my heart.
It's
you again,
spinning
rhymes and riddles that tear these walls apart.
And
am I me again,
sifting
through old memories, the litter of our nights and days?
It's
spring again,
rising
like a promise and greening all the land.
It's
spring again,
bringing
light and warmth into
the darkness where I stand.
And
am I me again,
singing
ancient melodies, the litanies that love betrays?
For
I have walked the spiral path that led me deep into this night;
Step
by step and stone by stone, the labyrinth has turned me round,
but
never quite reached home.
The
web of tears will trap me, bind me to the past,
unless
at last I trust in what I cannot hold
and
look beyond what I can see,
to
sing the pilgrim liturgy.
It's
you again,
lodging
like a fallen angel here within my heart.
It's
me again,
rising
with green promises to tear these walls apart.
And
so it's spring again,
bringing
light and love and hope where
darkness cannot stand...
So
take my hand, and walk the spiral path to darkness and to light.
Step
by step and stone by stone the labyrinth will turn us round
until
at last we're home.
We
do not choose the trap of fear that
bound us to the past,
because at last we
trust in what we cannot hold
and
look beyond what we can see...
It's
spring again, it's you again, it's me.
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