Friday, April 29, 2016

In The Shadow

It was finished.
Oh high, the source
of light and warmth
knew what happened
here...retreating from
the sight of this.

As thin plank darkness
stretched across the
soiled ground, cries
became the only
hymn as Earth
fell silent--as
hope was murk.

And then it happened...

A Paschal Lamb!
Came from Its side
the Blood and water
Most Divine!
It sprinkled forth
upon the face
of man and all
the human race.
Though cold and lifeless
still we saw,
we knew commands
to drink and gnaw
a wine and bread
made Him unique
to sate what every
heart hath seek.

You took the pain and burden mine
as in The Shadow, we're made Thine.

Consolation of the Poet

With you before Me,
all choirs obey my baton;
withdrawing itself
that you may hear.

I speak. I rise.
In wholeness I wait.
Peace, our hearts did
find in solace.

Hear! He heralds hope,
healing heartbreak,
humbling haughtiness,
hampering hatred,
heaving humanity's
hindrances.

I am...here.
Patient. Gazing at
you.