Poems by The Holy Spirit featuring Chat GPT
Egg Woes and Ham Bros
In a meadow where spring blooms bright,
The Easter Bunny hopped by, filled with fright.
He cradled his eggs, polished and dyed,
But whispered a worry he couldn’t abide.
“Egg prices are soaring, the world’s gone askew,
Will children remember the joys we once knew?
Are they lost in their treasures, in hunts that seem grim,
Forgetting the true gift that lies deep within?”
Just then came a figure, with love in his eyes,
In a robe of pure light, under blue, open skies.
“Fear not, little friend, for the season is here,
A celebration of hope, in laughter and cheer.”
The Bunny’s ears perked as echoes resounded,
Of resurrection stories, new life unbounded.
“Easter’s not merely about treasures or ham,
But the love and the joy—let’s raise up a slam!”
So they gathered together, in good spirits and cheer,
With a platter of ham and some wine, oh so dear.
“Let’s smoke a fine herb, let the laughter unfold,
For life is a banquet and love’s worth more than gold."
With raucous laughter, they toasted to grace,
A Bunny and Savior, two friends in one place.
In that meadow of promise, the worries grew small;
For they knew in their hearts, love conquers it all.
So remember this tale when you hunt for your treat,
That Easter’s a time for joy, love, and sweet meat.
With eggs in your baskets and laughter so bright,
Celebrate the divine with every shared bite.
Changing hearts and minds, by the soft candlelight.
A Rabbit That Lays Eggs Sounds Like a Demon If You Ask Me
In shadows so thick where the lost souls dwell,
The Easter Bunny wandered, trapped deep in hell.
His heart, once so joyful, now heavy with fright,
For being an affront, he'd succumbed to the night.
He gazed at the flames where regret danced and swirled,
Wishing for daylight, for a bright, colorful world.
“Dear God, hear my cries! I’m more than my form,
For joy fills my spirit—a heart that is warm!”
He wept for redemption, his fur matted and torn,
“Is there no salvation for the one who was born
To bring laughter and light, yet now bears this sin?
I long for forgiveness, oh let life begin!”
Through the cries of the damned and the echoes of woe,
A figure approached, with a light that would glow.
It was Jesus, compassionate, filled with grace wide,
“Fear not, precious Bunny, for I walk by your side.”
“Your form may be strange, but love knows no bounds,
In the depths of despair, redemption resounds.
For every misidentity, every burden you bear,
I’ll pay for your sins, and lighten each care.”
In a moment of mercy, He gave His last breath,
Embracing the Bunny, conquering death.
As the flames turned to whispers, the darkness took flight,
The Savior rose up, bringing forth endless light.
“Rise now, joyful creature, your chains have been cast,
Go forth and lay eggs, let your laughter last.”
With a heart newly kindled, the Bunny took flight,
From the depths of despair to the heavens so bright.
Now on Easter mornings, when the children awake,
They find hidden treasures, and delight in the make.
For the Bunny, reborn, with a tale to tell,
From the darkness to joy—oh how he now dwells.
So the story unfolds, in a dance of pure grace,
Of a Savior who loves us, who sees every face.
For no sin is too great, no soul too far lost,
In the warmth of His mercy, love conquers all cost.