Sunday, April 16, 2017

April 10, 2017 The Sunday Whirl #295 - Sunday's Whirligig - Poets United Poets Pantry / Easter

EASTER  

 

it is morning                             i listen for your call                            the world is waking

 

a new day is born                     a day of celebration                                 a moveable feast

 

people followed the patterns of nature       the equinoxes         & the solstices are sacred

 

the amount of day & night are similar            easter                    a celebration of new life

 

& relief from the cold                                   yesterday            from my bedroom window

 

i saw two bunnies in the sage                i always wondered        where that idea came from

 

 

 

spring the time of renewed life       after the chill of winter            eggs became the symbol 

 

often we have forgotten the origin        the idea of the easter bunny      & decorated eggs

 

by themselves seem insane       rabbits & hares      were associated with the goddess eostre

 

the stores are filled with products         stuffed bunnies           easter baskets & plastic eggs 


treats fill children’s baskets         without considering the origins        it all seems quiet mad

 

children hunting for colorful eggs                 rolling across the lawn              who has most  

 

April 10,2017                         

 

 

 

                                                                                                                                                                                   





10 comments:

Anonymous said...

I just declined an invitation to Easter Dinner. Many similar thoughts rolled through my head, at the moment. Perhaps, replacing its original meaning with bunny rabbits, colored eggs, and baskets filled with chocolate, allows us to forget our desperate need to be forgiven?

Elizabeth

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I remember Easter egg hunts when my kids were young. Such fun. Sigh. Today I shall get an ice cream cone as a nod to the day. Smiles.

Mary said...

So true...when you think about it! Makes me wonder how these traditions connected with Easter got started. I remember having to search for my Easter basket in our house though...and that was kind of fun! Happy Easter, Anell.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

This is beautifully written. Happy Easter, Annell :)

Sumana Roy said...

a wonderful sketch of the Awakening...

indybev said...

It all does seem quite mad, doesn't it, what we have done to this most sacred of Christian holidays. One wonders ....

Old Egg said...

Our family still have Easter egg hunts or a little test before to see who get first pick of the pile of eggs everyone has contributed to. Strange how the children normally get to pick first!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

I think you've covered it thoroughly!

Susan said...

What would Jesus say? We are quite mad, bunnies are hollow, and sugar goes with everything!

Unknown said...

what beautiful morning calls.

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