Easter Light in a Monochrome World

A world in monochrome;
The moorland uplands stolen to the mist;
There’s a chill in the air.
British summertime;
Official stance, 
but to achromatic striation 
The skies return
In a blanket of grey
And intermittent rain.

My world needs light; 
Merge  pascal flame 
And joyful song-
Somehow.
For this is how-
Somehow 
The wrath of God
to God of love
Transformed and satisfied 
Casts the shroud
Dispels the dark
Filling the void with 
Easter light.

No going Back

There’s no going back
To smooth shape- shifting sand 
The ebb and flow 
A Light- hung shore 

There’s no going back
To the transient haze
The stillness of morning 
Winter’s light

There’s no going back
The moment is gone 
Captured by lens
The now became then

There’s no going back
Blank canvas to start 
Broad stroke of the brush
Shape- shifting line

There’s no going back
There is in my mind
Start over again
Memories are mine.
Memories Unfinished