lent

Lent, now shortened from lengthen,
That time when the warm sun stirs to linger,
And cold white retreats for a time.
Remembering the Son who awakened to remain ever,
Beyond the stone's rolling flight.

Lent, also a tag on lend,
For this life we have is bestowed,
Not from our own but what You impart.
And as You gave Your Self to die,
That day three days before the rising,
Our lives, wills and knowing we lay down,
To one day see the beauty wrought through death,
The art, whimsical and lyrical grace that spring anew.

sč
Singapore, March 20th, 2008