From fear, sadness and darkness I come, <br />Cloaked in shock, betrayal and fright. <br />I open an old worn door, <br />Into the streaming light, <br />Into joy unseen, <br />Radiant white, <br />Holy light, <br />Easter <br />Morn.<br /><br />Mary Naylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/redemption-22/
