Chapter 1: The Essence of Spring

As we gather to celebrate this joyous occasion, may your Easter be filled with happiness, blessings, and the delightful wonders of spring!

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Through the dampened, shadowy walls,

The chill of death quietly creeps,

A solitary voice softly speaks,

Bound within the pages of ancient lore.

With a flickering candle, the elder, with snow-white beard,

Reads aloud from oil-stained pages,

Where death battles against eternal life,

Conquering its prey for three days long.

A profound melody, tender and deep,

Penetrates the silence, holding us in thrall;

“Destruction, Holy Lord, has touched every shore,

Tainting even the sacred essence of life.

Before You, man is but a mere speck,

And this nothing yearns for Your soothing grace,

In clusters of voices echoing tender pleas,

From our supplications, Father, let blessings arise.”

Then silence returns, filled with trembling and dread,

And darkness shrinks from whispers close by.

Twelve steps resound at the heart of midnight,

Suddenly, light bursts forth through the shadowed door.

A chorus of voices, a joyful crescendo,

There, at the altar, priests and people gather,

As Christ triumphantly rises from the tomb's embrace,

And hearts unite in harmonious praise:

Songs and hymns we raise,

To You alone, our voices blaze,

Welcoming Him with psalms and palms,

All bow down in heavenly awe,

Singing Hallelujah!

"Christ has risen from the dead,

Conquering death by death,

And granting life to those in the grave!"

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