Wake Me Up

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Wake me up, come springtime, the scent of life anew,
Streams and rivers flowing, as nature sounds her cue.
What had been cold and barren, signs and stirrings, few,
Depart for warmer seasons, bid us all adieu.
~ D.F.

Lovers

Lover

Her laughter lightly ringing, innocence and youth,
Fresh as spring day rising, delightful drops of dew.
In the garden dreaming, as the cleansing rains renew,
His voice, the wind now carrying, her cares seem ever few.
~ D.F.

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“My lover belongs to me and I to him…”
~ Song of Songs, 2:6

Winter’s Heel

Winter's Heel

Promise wrought by God most tender, pierced by roman steel.
His Blood the earth did water, wounds of love, we’re healed.
Cold and death, see fleeing, icy breath, some warmth did steal,
Days of spring are calling, closing in at winter’s heel.
~ D.F.

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“But when they came to Jesus and saw that he was already dead, they did not break his legs, but one soldier thrust his lance into his side, and immediately blood and water flowed out.”
~ John 19:33-34

Broken Hill

Broken Hill

Weary was that ancient spring, its air, feel the chill,
The Beloved now lies broken, in Mary’s arms, so still.
So freedom might be just reward, curse of death repeal,
Streams of mercy flowing, His blood down Calvary’s hill.
~ D.F.