Walk

 We walk this way,

  this week, as all is rising.

Budding, coming to be,

  note exactly as the year before.

New and fresh, 

  opening, timing, placed differently.

All to say to us,

  see, death and sorrow don't win.

Life is all here,

  so we walk the way of sorrow

Knowing it is

  only a way to begin.