If I were to associate it with just one colour, Easter would always be golden. Maybe it was the daffodils in England at the start of Spring that got me thinking of yellow, or maybe it was even earlier memories of childhood Easters, where our church was always decked out in the brightest yellows and gold. Sure enough, when I wandered over to our church this morning to preview what the army of faithful decorators have done, there is yellow everywhere, and white, too. Maybe gold is the colour of brightness, new life, warmth. Does Easter conjure up a colour for you?
Ali has introduced me to Christina Rosetti's poetry, and sure enough, I found that Rosetti has even written a poem for Easter. It captures the joy and happiness of this wonderful day, so I've included it below. May you have a joyful, heart-full kind of Easter.
An Easter Carol - Christina Rosetti
Spring bursts to-day, For Christ is risen and all the earth’s at play. Flash forth, thou Sun, The rain is over and gone, its work is done. Winter is past, Sweet Spring is come at last, is come at last. Bud, Fig and Vine, Bud, Olive, fat with fruit and oil and wine. Break forth this morn In roses, thou but yesterday a Thorn. Uplift thy head, O pure white Lily through the Winter dead. Beside your dams Leap and rejoice, you merry-making Lambs. All Herds and Flocks Rejoice, all Beasts of thickets and of rocks. Sing, Creatures, sing, Angels and Men and Birds and everything. All notes of Doves Fill all our world: this is the time of loves.