Category: Other Poetry

The sun above will run its course
     Then die in western sky
To point to our salvation’s source:
     On Cross our Lord draws nigh.

His suffering and earthly death
     Will follow His sun’s rise,
Yet in His night we’re not bereft;
     He lives through His demise.

For in His night His moon is bright
     In Mother at her prayers,
And she has faith that in His night
     He’ll wipe away our tears.

Our sin is left in His death’s dark
     As dawn begins to break
And rises He without sin’s mark–
     With new life our thirst slakes.

For dawn of His new day will last
     As we forever live,
And sin and death with Him are past:
     To us new life He gives. 

We glimpse what it is like to be awake
To see Your truth with sinful sleep removed,
And now we know the reason our hearts ache
For You whose truth is wrapped in Your great love.

We see Your Cross raised high upon a hill
And see our sin with You is crucified,
But righteous life in You cannot be killed,
As Mother looks upon Your wounded side.

For she knows You from Father came to her
To recreate through her the human race,
And through You all creation is made pure,
As she is new creation’s human face.

Now she’s awake and for us shows the way
To dawn of all creation’s new-born day. 

For mountain of Your kingdom, Lord, we long
When valleys of our lives become so deep,
And we, at last, know with You we belong
As we from crops we’ve sown now also reap.

We cannot by ourselves Your virtues grow
And need the rain that Holy Spirit brings
On seeds that in our hearts You only sow
To blossom with the fruit that You will glean.

For others we Your fruit will gladly bear
To share with all the joy that You will give
As You raise us from valleys’ deep despair
And take us to Your mountain top to live.

The valleys now we see have had Your grace
That cause us to look up and see Your face. 

The Devil’s playground I had been
Until I read Galatians two
And learned that I can let Christ in
So death on Cross can be mine, too. 

When sin has died, new life He lives
In me; I am no longer mine,
For in my transformed self He lives;
I’m nourished by His bread and wine.

Yet bread and wine they only seem
For they become His Body, Blood;
They’re risen from His tomb–redeem
Each one in whom His Cross has stood.

Then hand-in-hand will each one go
With others when they open up
Their hearts that can His mercy know
And drink new life from heaven’s cup.

For heaven is where we’re all bound–
Forever live in Trinity–
For we were lost but now are found,
And each is who he’s meant to be. 

From Sinai down His smoke descends
     To enter each of us–
Inscribes in us His law to mend
     Our sinful earthly dust.

But we resist His Spirit comes
     To channel our desires;
We cast away what He has done,
     Descend into the mire.

But then His Spirit comes again,
     Brings Christ to Mary’s womb
To save us all from mortal sin–
     With Son it is entombed.

He rises and in Him He bears
     Each one, a person new,
And in each one Himself He shares
     With joy we never knew.

And then we know that Sinai’s smoke
     Is taste of what will be,
‘Cause He from death for us awoke
     To make us all sin free.  

A heaven’s look at natural world
Will see His Resurrection there–
Beneath the surface, hidden pearl,
When risen makes the world so fair.

A look at Eden beneath all
Was covered by our mortal sin,
Yet we are called forth from our fall
To rise from death and live with Him.

A new creation we can see
When we ourselves are raised from dead,
Begin to live as meant to be
As by His Body, Blood we’re fed.

And when we will to heaven step,
Our death is seen as left in time,
And what is in creation’s depth
Is there–completes His heaven’s rhyme. 

We see before us our Lord’s Promised Land
With milk and honey for us ever flows
And wonder if again we can there stand
To mercy of the Lord in Eden know.

Will warfare of our earth with heaven end,
Become a land where promises are kept?
For we are outcasts with our Adam’s sin,
And we in east our bitter tears have wept.

And then we see a cross upon a hill;
It’s Eden’s gate now open for us all
When we consent to let Him our sin kill–
Atone for all who’ve lived in Adam’s fall.

May we all enter gate to New Life Tree
And live in mercy’s promise, now sin free. 

Our deluge here has ended now,
     And dawn is breaking through;
Across the heavens is His bow
     For all is fresh and new.

His Ark has brought us safely home,
     And all earth is aboard;
Through us the world heard Him say, “Come;”
     Creation calls Him Lord.

All groans and quakes of earth are gone,
     Creation’s born again.
The dawn for which we all have longed
     Has risen free from sin.

To glory all together go;
     All creatures sing His praise.
Eternal life we all now know–
     With Him creation raised. 

The mystery of an undivided heart
Revealed in Him in Bethlehem is born
And raised eternally on Easter morn–
Makes human nature ever of Him part.

His flesh has always bowed to Him divine—
Obedient is Son to Father’s will—
Says to His human nature, “Peace, be still”–
Pours in old Eden’s death His heaven’s wine.

With life of new creation old transformed
Becomes in Eden new what’s meant to be,
Forever lives because we are sin free;
With undivided heart we are adorned.

His hypostatic union recreates
Our hearts, will now forever with Him wait.

The cisterns from which I have drunk
     Will never slake my thirst,
And in my sin I’ve deeper sunk;
     I know my way is cursed.

Your water will forever live
     That from Your fountain flows;
My life to You I freely give
     So I may Your life know.

And when I do, my thirst You slake
     With water that’s alive,
And You begin to me re-make
     As in Your font I dive.

You bring me up to life anew
     And set me on Your way;
Before me I can heaven view
     As with You I now stay.