The light, rising in the east,

Breaks over the water’s edge,

Reaching out to all.

Its glow carries warmth,

Its sharpness, an invitation.

Zooming in to look and listen,

It shimmers and it shines.

What does it mean?

What does it say?

The journey of day,

Darkness ever attempting

To be in life’s way.

Yet, some things are impossible.

Light, like life, is never ending.

Up and over,

Again, and again.

With this Light,

Nothing is impossible.

Alleluia! Alleluia! Christ is risen! Alleluia!