not the end.

it is finished. and
because He lives, that means
this is not the end.

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the first tulip bloomed today,
golden as butter,
and i wished i could show you
its delicately frilled petals

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after the end

it is finished. what’s
the use of words now, Jesus?
silently, tears fall.

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keep watch

yet to come will be the weeping;
let all mortal flesh keep silence
and keep watch.

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i wish you could show me the spring

i wish you could show me the spring —
wildflowers waking up on the creek bank,
catkins greening at the slender ends of oak branches

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palms

sunday, and the children wave their palms
with excited eyes and spreading smiles.
palm branches! palm branches! they shout.

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