Mark resurrection in increments of death and blend
All distillation as talismans to all things living. Disappearance
Then, after all is splendrous reappearance,
Redesigned to bind all broken promises sent
Comfort like the sun for the faithful and the lost.
Seek confirmation, then, within the mind and soul,
but look to it, friend, in the end as the beginning never folds
Nor those who look for solace in the frosts
Of faith and knowledge; losing teases search
And then is gone. Certitude rises in the East,
With eyes held skyward to the West. Fortitude abounds in inward feasts
Of broad intention, tone and pitch and blessed with inspiration reaches
Patience in the present, memories of the past,
And perspicuous signs held in escrow first to last.