. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Saint whispers once more

Sunday, May 23, 2021

The Saint whispers once more

 A lone voice whispers....The Saint speaks...

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Faith once so many years ago filled an endless number of its many ceremonial sacred cups and left a drop in them all


For me and so many others to drink from to believe 


Before being born a man to lead those to salvation who were being wantonly persecuted abused or deceived 


Faith once bowed to no one as it embraced excruciating pain and torment as its flesh and limbs were torn and mercilessly bent


Scourged before all watchers with some smirking whilst it wept being bathed in its own red falling rain


As it courageously knew it had to lay down its life for me and you to find a new means to renew


Faith once walked whipped and nearly broken but still stood unashamed


All alone praying for rest


Down the long Way of Sorrow to climb before crying crowds and smiling thieves 


To meet a fateful date at Calvary where many would pray heartbroken on their dirt ridden knees


All this Faith did dutifully 


To invoke God's will for all to have a chance to be free if they accepted his love 


And to then live their lives full when all sins are declared and confessed as they are rigorously consciously addressed 


Faith once cried to secret angelic watching eyes in storm-filled skies in old Golgotha


As it looked down from the bloodied wooden cross adorned with a thorny crown and sharp nails  


So I would have hope that forgiveness for me and you would never fail but through this act of selfless sacrifice 


A warm invitation into a new heaven would instead wait and last for decades 


A free entry into a new world where we are all no longer slaves


Faith once rose after three days for me and you and said

 

You are all my gathered witnesses of these great things 


For I once said I would come again to save you all and lead all the willing into a new spiritual prosperity


If in me you do believe


And so it came to pass


Faith and love was reborn in me when I finally called out into the encroaching darkness 


For God to save and help me to truly see


It's why I share this as I now live in here forever


Just joyous throughout all eternity

 


Copyright John Duffy 

 

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