On the third day
Of the first day, of His Life
He Awoke
In the damp, cold, darkness
Of a stale air Tomb
His mere presences
Demanded light
A huge stone seal, rolled back
By a breath, of his nostril
His heart is pure
Within, the Lamb of God Resides
The heavens
Opened To receive Him
Rejoicing
As the angels sang
Heavenly songs of praise
Lord behold
He has resurrected
As prophesies foretold
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hal- le- lu- jah.
William, this was so perfect for me to read this morning, early on "Good" Friday. A reminder of the joy of that first "first day" and every day we celebrate its meaning in our lives. Thanks for this one, Dawn
A moving write William...your words are beautiful. Ty and Happy Easter, Dani
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on April 8, 2004
Very well told, this is a very refeshing write, about the greatest day ever..
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on April 8, 2004
My poem shows Him crucified ... yours shows Him arisen. He is symbolic to us all ... overcoming death to make a place for us beside Him. Beautfiul William. Thankful that we can look at Him from both prospectives. Bill
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Easter Greetings to you and yours.
Nancy
and He's still alive! thank God!
powerful, beautiful poem that shows why we celebrate--He did it for US!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
HE LIVES....thanks for this William...
A blessed Easter to you and yours...floria
Glory!!
Hal- le- lu- jah!!
Love Tinka