The morning breaks,the sky aglow,
with whispers soft and breezes low,
a quiet joy begins to rise,
like light unfolding in the skies.

The earth,once still,now comes alive,
as hope and grace begin to thrive,
a stone rolled back,a promise kept,
while heavens watched,and angels wept.

Through sorrow's path and shadowed night,
emerges love,pure,bold and bright,
for Easter is a sacred song
of life restored,of right from wrong.

It's not just eggs or painted cheer,
but deeper truths that draw us near-
To kindness,peace,and hearts made new,
to faith in all we say and do.

So pause a while,breathe in the day,
let burdens gently fall away,
for Easter brings a second start,
a risen hope in every heart.