In the gentle whisper of the dawn,
Where shadows yield to light’s embrace,
The earth awakens with a song,
Renewed by Easter’s tender grace.

A tapestry of blooms unfolds,
As life returns to barren land,
The promise of a story told,
In colors brushed by nature’s hand.

The stone that’s rolled away reveals,
An empty tomb, a sacred sign,
Of love that conquers, heals, and feels,
The pulse of life, divine, benign.

With every heartbeat, every breath,
We rise from ashes, find our way,
In Easter’s light, defying death,
Embracing life, a bright new day.