He is coming…
Repent!
Change your life!
Prepare your soul.
To
wait in a cavern all these years
A hole dripping sin
Heart gloaming into rock
Echoes pounding blame
Horror of guilt
Bare chasm of hell
And
then to bend crooked body to light
and glimpse a perfect One
Who enters into fog
Heads for the grave
And turns our sins concave
This is heaven come.
The jarring nations he in peace shall
bind
And with paternal virtues rule mankind
Unbidden earth shall wreathing ivy bring
And fragrant herbs (the promises of spring)
As her first offerings to her infant king
Virgil (70-19 B.C.)
Baby’s CryI
want the baby’s cry
To pelt me from my sleep
Sleep is so alone
And snowdrift too deep
It is
a frigid world
Without His tender call
An icicle of dim
And a thirst too small
Milk-fed
baby give
sweet fire to me
Melt frozen heart
Join me to Thee.
12/11/00
Fool’s Gold
Long
and lonely wait for gold-plated home –
Age of alchemy’s plea:
Leave me alone!
Away,
little cry, only riches enough for me
None to share with young
Promise of Mary
Sufficient
to me, my own godly hold
No, grasp of infant’s fist,
Seize fool’s gold.
12/10/00
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