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He Didn't Have To Do It - Happy Easter!
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He Didn't Have To Do It - Happy Easter! |
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Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA 
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He Didn’t Have To Do It Beyond shadows and silver light lie Blue-bonnet fields etched in emerald lying in wait for morning light to unveil the glory of Easter morn. Indian-paints dot the rolling prairie there, while the sleepy sun struggles to find its footing, locked in their blooming waltz with the dew and precious morning light. And there, the sweet grass dances to and fro’ in this morning’s attested glory, weaving the tangled emerald canvas into hues of green and gold. I am there upon the field with the rising sun. He who paints the sky carries me there in His arms. I bide my precious time upon this mornings field, fortuned audience to his majestic work. Shadows make way for amber rays, crowned in scarlet fair, rushing to halo distant clouds upon this morns’ horizon. “He didn’t have to do this.” He didn’t have to paint these amber rays or hues of red, gold and green upon this place I call my true heart’s home. He didn’t have to move the emerald sea before me into its sweet surreal dance. Or, breathe life into the Blue-bonnets precious bell so that I might arrive at the sight of my refuge. He didn’t have to call upon the cardinals song, nor the blue jays call as they played upon those sprawling, yawning oaks that echo in song behind me. He didn’t have to bless me with my sons, or their health this Easter morning. Or, instill this sense of wonder that keeps them searching and believing with baskets in hand. He didn’t have to give me His greatest gift of unconditional love to whom I awake to with compassion’s sweet kiss and gentle touch. No words. When she says nothing, she says everything. He didn’t have to wake me this Easter morning to find her resting by my side once again, her arm draped over me in contented slumber. Anointed in love, I trespass the Heavens in these quiet moments, aptly called gifts, in this place I call home. He didn’t have to do that. Copyright, Kevin V. Reese, 2005 |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
This is the most beautiful piece I have read in a long time. Thank you for these words you have gifted to us this Easter Sunday, Kevin.  |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Agreeing fully with my sister Enchantress. Remarkable piece. hugs, Chris |
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