A-Poem-a-Day
Until Resurrection Day
The following post is for Wednesday, February 21st.
I'll be off-line for one week
and will resume posting daily Lenten poems, March 1.
The following poem was written several years ago at Beth Israel Worship Center.
Marty Goetz was singing, "The Love of God."
The lights were low in the sanctuary.
The congregants were worshipful
as he sang the words, "...See on that Tree, the Love of God."
At that moment, I was inspired to write the following poem.
It was written on a scrap of paper, in the dark.
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BEAUTIFUL
It’s not a pretty sight -
It’s beautiful.
Crimson streaming
From His crown
Hands,
Side,
Feet,
Onto my head,
Flowing down my face,
Over my body,
Covering my feet,
Making me whiter than snow.
It’s not a pretty sight -
It’s beautiful.
It’s agony.
He calls for His Father,
Writhes, gasps, thirsts.
Oh, the weighty burden
Of sin upon the Sinless One,
The world’s,
Mine,
Yours.
Agony,
Ushering the covenant of salvation -
The world’s,
Mine,
Yours.
It’s not a pretty sight -
It’s beautiful.
It is finished.
They take Him down
From the good and terrible Cross.
Hastily,
They place Him in the tomb.
Securely,
They seal the rolling stone.
They guard His grave
In awesome,
Tremulous,
Expectant
Stillness.
It’s not a pretty sight -
It’s beautiful.
His Body, gone.
Gone! With power
In one resplendent moment -
Seal unsealed,
Stone rolled,
Earth jolted on its axis.
Angels appear, hallowing -
Alleluia! Alleluia!
He is risen!
We live
Because He lives.
Oh! He is beautiful.
Beautiful.
Maude Carolan
Some really interesting details you have written.Assisted me a lot, just what
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So lovely, this song of Jesus' finished work, Maude-- I can really SEE it! Your writing is an incredible blessing. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThank you for commenting, Kathy. I'm glad you enjoyed this poem. It's an oldie. I'm looking forward to seeing your art, photography and poetry in the show next weekend.
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