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First Blossom

Upon the hill of Calvary

a tree, a cedar grows

Its roots were planted long ago

its sap, a crimson rose

Deep within the earth – a shaking

in highest halls of heaven’s – waking

as a tender shoot of love emerges

and mighty sower-spirit surges

through this messy muck of earth

praise, first blossom of rebirth

— Mary C. M. Phillips

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