New Life

New Life
When the spring sun,
Warms the field and city,
And the bulbs stir,
And the rivers run,
Then I too begin to feel renewal,
Of the very essence of my life,
It is as if Christ in me,
Awakes from sleeping,
And stirs and stretches,
And comes to new Life,
My body and mind and spirit,
All of me is newly born,
I rejoice in new Life,
Sign by
Barbara J Delano

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