Graves to Gardens

The dirt was all it used to see.

Fear took hold,

terror gripping mightly.

Blocking Beauty…

Feeling Buried…

Losing sight.

Then one day, a Light

broke through.

And, daring greatly,

a sprout, it grew.

Life appeared.

Embracing.

Changing.

Remembering still.

Renewing its will.

And.

Finally, looking up,

eyes tuned to the flowers about...

Colors Everywhere.

Finding Beauty.

Forgiveness, mercy, and grace

adorn what once was dead.

And death gave pardon,

turning this grave into a garden.

Ephesians 5:13 But everything exposed by the light becomes visible—and everything that is illuminated becomes a light.

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