Hill of Silence

Dark sky holds its breath,
Nails echo through broken time—
Love does not resist.
A crown of thorns, yet mercy
Falls like rain on hardened hearts.

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)

The Last Breath Given

Wood bears sacred weight,
A whisper— “It is finished.”
Earth trembles in grief.
Yet in that final silence,
Hope begins its hidden rise.

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)

SUNDAY MORNING LIGHT

Curtains gently drawn,
Soft light warms a quiet room—
Kettle hums awake.
Hands gather, bread is broken,
Love lives in the smallest things.

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)

AROUND THE TABLE

Laughter fills the air,
Plates passed from hand to warm hand—
Stories retold.
In each shared and simple glance,
Grace is quietly reborn.

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)

SMALL HANDS, BRIGHT EYES

Painted eggs held tight,
Wonder dances in their eyes—
Spring sings through their steps.
In their laughter, pure and free,
Life begins again, anew.

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)

GARDEN OF NEW DAYS

Tiny feet explore,
Petals fall like whispered joy—
Sunlight crowns the day.
Every question that they ask
Turns the world to something new.

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)

A collection of Easter poems reflecting light and shadow, faith and doubt, and the fragile line between suffering and renewal. From the cross to the family table, from children’s laughter to unseen hardship, these pieces explore hope, love, and the quiet question—are we shaped by fate, or chance?

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