Hope For The Dead (The Resurraction) Poem by Tinashe Mupedzapasi

Is this the sun rising again
Hidding it's tail behind the horizon
Peeping its head through the fluffy clouds
Accompanied by a sweet morning breeze
Giving nature a hope of life
See trees making a dance
Shaking death out of their veins
For their lives are hidden in the sun's bossom

Oh, its amazing
For yesterday I saw it dying
But today its again living
Where was it hidding?
Where death cant hold it dead

So fear not dear soul
There is hope for the dead
Their lives are hidden In their souls
At the last trump shall they rise
Putting on incorruption
Bearing image of the heavenly
See, nature proving it
See, the sun rising again