Sunlight falls in great abundance on the blossom tree
This is an Easter Sunday unlike any other, ever
Yet this peace, this calm, this beauty
It is the very thing which so so many in the past have prayed for
But now it appears that there is also a growing desire
To return to what we used to think of as ‘normal society’
There seems to be a substantial groundswell of longing
To be able to be in touch, to be able to be close beside one's fellow man
With our brothers, our sisters, our friends, our lovers and our colleagues
We are getting ready, for what will undoubtably be one heck of a party
We will party on the parklands, we will party on the beaches
We will party in the gardens, the streets, and the cities of our great nation
