Ēostre (day 4)

I awoke to thoughts of Easter in mind.
Of sunrises.
A bittersweet memory of day with that boy whole filled my vision,
And a smile for a blunder.
A dawn innumerable,
awake to a season of birth and re-birth.
An invitation was made,
how will you respond.
No answer required, the opportunity exists
to dwell in possibility.
Peace allowed.
Reluctant to emerge from my cocoon of shelter,
into the world of static noise,
wrapped in a cloak of inner peace,
a toe begins the step.
The whirlwind world may destroy the body, 
it cannot subdue the light.