"The Watchman"

Here's one of my earliest poems

but the words seem more timely now than ever...

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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

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[1] Mashiach is Hebrew for Messiah

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