Resurrection

 Sunshine through the open bedroom window. A single robin giving thanks as a woodpecker digs for breakfast in the distance. 

I start to say a prayer, but we need no words. We have both come back from the dead. 

The gospel of Life is Love. You are bathed in blessings, my neighbor and friend; baptized in the glorious, gratuitous sunlight of Easter morning. Open your window, your heart, your hands; catch a blessing. Then pass it on. 

Happy Easter from Pennsyltucky.