by: Prajjwal RT
Scattered and hidden all across
Eggs of different sizes, of different shapes, of winsome patterns
Few were hand-carved wooden,
Few were plastic,
The remaining few, real
Concealed and camouflaged,
With appetizing confectionery beneath
Oh, what joy it was to hunt the Easter Eggs!
And when you crack it open
You find the empty tomb of Jesus,
Where the birth of a new life took place
The Resurrection
The belief in life after death
In strewing April flowers after the frigid winters
In spirits rising from ashes
In a new dawn, awakening us from a deep slumber
In a welcoming hope after morbid miseries
Each egg, entitled to fetch different rewards
A handful of them,
For your healing and reconciliation,
For mercy and compassion
For love and affection
And the rest of which which are bogus and insipid
Attractive from the outside but blemished within
The ones filled with a void
The emptiness and nothingness
Weighing you down
And Eastertide is all about rejoicing
For He has risen from the dead
Victorious from all the sins and vengeance
And the Jesus in you awakens,
To spread peace and joy
To gather some eggs in your basket of life
Keeping the good ones
And discarding the flawed ones
Wishing you all, a successful Easter Hunt!
This is really good👏