Easter 2017

I listen to early-morning songs of praise, the rhythmic birds keep beat for the twittering symphony of their friends. The slight wind gently pulls across bowstring branches, tying resurrection-morning sounds into one glorious song. Dancing leaves leap and twirl in highlighted gold and green skirts. Suddenly a crescendo, as all sing and dance at the same moment to the tune…He is risen, He is risen, He is risen indeed!

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