The Easter Story

For the one-word prompt CONTRAST, I think of Lent and Easter; and the sun rising after a long night.  Sometimes I sit and watch the sun rise above a wall of clouds along the Lake Michigan horizon.

A few poems from this site:

tree branches
bowed to the ground
seemingly half-broken
covered with new leaves
my notebook of prayers

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one red tulip
blooms in the hosta border
time alone with God

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colorful tulips
on a cold day
unconditional love

Ellen Grace Olinger