Resurrection Intersection

Where dry, parched ground meets gentle rain
That softly falls and thus sustains
Potential life awaiting there
Silent seeds whose souls are bare.

Where aching heart meets gentle hand
That dries the tears and understands
The dark side of our journey here
A world that's rife with doubt and fear.

Where searching mind meets gentle clues
That light the path beyond the ruse
That tries to hold our vision here
While all around the skies are clear.

Where crossbar meets supporting post
Whereupon the Lord of Hosts
Delivered up His Holy Ghost
For what He truly treasured most.

This intersection lives inside
A peaceful place where love abides
And powers up and jolts awake
Our souls to never ending grace.