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By Jennifer Galey
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meander through the mind
growing roots in fallow faith
no borders to confine.
Flourishing with frenzied haste,
fertilized by fear-
irrigating streams of hope
down death’s dormant ear.
Flowing freely, spewing out
from nostrils of the grave-
attracting all to behold
this geyser in the cave.
Etching out an invitation
to all who are in the land
reach out, just a little closer-
grab this water siren’s hand.
A flash of philandering
fingers in still water
long enough to grip sweet life-
frozen for the slaughter.
Freedom faucets imprisoned
by brackish bars of ice-
ransoms rake a paltry pile
to such a lavish price.
The light of day, miles away-
no trickle found in sight
tangled by licorice lies-
stretched out like this black night.
Righteous deeds are ragged weeds
to decorate death’s door-
greedy jaws swallow humble
offerings demanding
more…
One last cry for clemency,
kneeling near stalwart knight,
beckoning deliverance
from such a perilous plight.
Pausing to resound with
smile rakish and wry,
freedom for all save
a spotless Lamb must die!
Each heart swelled with hollow hope,
collapsed by swift sorrow-
all had held that wicked hand
that firmly grips tomorrow.
His raven eyes dilate
a deeper shade of black
and with one swoop his claws
uncurl ready to attack.
From the very pun he spun
with fingers of deceit,
he dances unwittingly
right to freedom’s feet.
God had paid the ransom sum,
it was in His plan
and in three days paved the way
by the Son of Man.
Even icy skeletal trees
once glued to satan’s shrine
spring forth in golden rhapsody
in the air of The Divine.
Icy fingers begin to drip
releasing spring’s song sparrow,
as redemption flows through the pores
of broken blood and marrow.
Winter’s freeze on bended knees-
weeping frost, thin as gauze.
Inhale God’s promise for His sheep
white clover grows from death’s jaws!
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Have you taken us "Through the Wardrobe"?! I know, you've been hanging out with C. S. Lewis! Total fantasy encripted with reality.
I didn't grasp every nuance, but thoroughly enjoyed those that I did espy. Grand writing! This article surely belongs in a much higher level. Thank you for the trip.
I didn't quite understand everything you were trying to say on first read, but its a poem that is definitly worth rereading.
Great job!
~Cathy~