by Linda Raha -

Easter Morning

I cannot remember a more beautiful spring; the earth has awoke from the deep sleep of winter.

Outside my window, my crabapple tree is a showy spectacle; there is all that spring snow, pure white blossoms, drifting to the ground.

There is the dance of the birds from tree to tree; they are not sure where to land.

Perhaps, that is because each tree holds beauty and mystery; every limb touched by divine grace.

I tilt my head to the rising sun; I watch the miracle of a new day dawning.

There is only the light, and the knowing that the night is past; the time for sleep has come and gone.

Linda Raha is a Christian writer who has kept a journal for a great many years. The journal entries are a mix of poems, reflections, and anecdotes on any number of topics. For Linda, the theme of the sea is a recurring one. Her love of the ocean and spending time there manifests itself in much of what she writes.
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4 comments
  1. Ann Coleman April 24, 2019

    Hope you had a wonderful Easter!!!

    1. Linda Raha April 24, 2019

      Yes! I hope you did too! We do an egg hunt each year in the afternoon with friends and family at our house.I love to watch the little ones collect eggs. 🙂

  2. cookingwithloveandspices May 11, 2019

    Love your tree. Beautiful photo. 🌞

    1. Linda Raha May 11, 2019

      Thank you! I look forward to it blooming every year! 🙂

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