Friday, February 19, 2016

Beautiful Savior

For Saturday, February 20, 2016


A-Poem-a-Day
Until Resurrection Day

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BEAUTIFUL

It’s not a pretty sight -
It’s beautiful.
            Crimson streaming
            From His crown
                        Hands,
                                    Side,
                                                Feet,
            Onto my head,
                        Flowing down my face,
                                    Over my body,
                                                Covering my feet,
                                                            Making me whiter than snow.

It’s not a pretty sight -
It’s beautiful.
            It’s agony.
            He calls for His Father,
            Writhes, gasps.
                        Oh, the weighty burden
                        Of sin upon the Sinless One,
                                    The world’s,
                                                Mine,
                                                            Yours.
            Agony,
            Ushering the covenant of salvation -
                        The world’s,
                                    Mine,
                                                Yours.
It’s not a pretty sight -
It’s beautiful.
            It’s finished.
            They take Him down
                        From the good and terrible Cross.
            Hastily,
                        They place Him in the tomb.
            Securely,
                        They seal the rolling stone.
                        They guard His grave
                                    In awesome,
                                                Tremulous,
                                                            Expectant
                                                                        Stillness.
It’s not a pretty sight -
It’s beautiful.
            His Body, gone.
                        Gone!  With power
                        In one resplendent moment -
                        Seal unsealed,
                                    Stone rolled,
                                                Earth jolted on its axis.

                        Angels appear, hallowing -
                                    Alleluia!  Alleluia!
                                                He is risen!
                                                            We live
                                                            Because He lives.

                                                                                    It is beautiful.
                                                                                    Beautiful.


Maude Carolan

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