RESERECTION
a poem by William C. Dwinell

Morning slipped softly, 
Reserection from the night. 
Survival of the fittest. 
Another chance to see the light. 

Life…so sweet and glowing. 
Thank god…another day. 
Birds…flowers…and sunshine 
Set the stage for another play… 

Love…it must be hiding 
Oh God, what did I find? 
It stood watching and listening. 
I thought it deaf and blind. 

When found it brings forgiveness 
The soul begins to sing. 
An angel smiles in heaven, 
Reborn with brand new wings. 

Morning…stole softly in, 
Reserection from the night. 
Survival sets the mainsail 
For the journey from wrong to right.