The Art Of Perception Poem by DM W

Can we still perceive the first murmurings
Of Easter's teeming, violet agenda;
Pouring through the cracks of this stifling world?
Or have we been conditioned to accept
The surface gloss of lesser festivals?
There are many trivial distractions
That feed the secular imagination.
Can we still perceive spring 'sfresh plethora
Of lush colours blossoming all around?
Can we still embrace this life's deeper realms:
The profound things of ultimate concern?
Can we still brave the wintry heart of darkness:
Betrayal, torture & crucifixion
And the hard-wrought yet tender redemption?