Sunday, August 23, 2015

"The Watchman"

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THE WATCHMAN

Perhaps the Mashiach[1]
is on His way,
ready
to lead us
to the Promised Land.
There have been signs
of His coming
that haven’t been reported
in the papers
or radio or TV newscasts.

I’m a watchman.
I wait.
I prepare,
knowing not
the Day or the Hour.
I plant my rose bush
at the gate,
sup,
rinse my bowl,
retire--
trying to live
His Great Command
as best I can.

Perhaps He’ll come
tomorrow.

It’s possible.

Maude Carolan


[1] Messiah

2 comments:

  1. I love this - "I'm a watchman." Thanks, Maude.

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  2. This is one of my earliest poems, Barbara. Thank you for your comment. I know you're a watchman, too.

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