Gray skies and blackened snow
Hold the days in their icy grip.
Seemingly barren earth carries
Frozen within her womb
The secret promise of life,
Preparing to burst forth
To lead the pageant of spring’s
Undaunted by bitter blankets of white,
Courageous buds reach heavenward
Casting off the wintry death pall.
Tiny floral chalices
Robed in colors of royalty—
Kingly golds and purples,
Pure and virtuous whites—
Testify to the victory
Won for all creation
When her Sovereign broke forever
The chilling clasp of death.