Resurrection Doesn’t Stop There

white lilies

 

Heaven

 

Beyond “Imagine“,

There, You Are.

 

Before me

Unbound Substantive Reality, The Living Word

Lifted from gilded pages to eternity’s masthead: “Alpha and Omega.”

 

He now walks among us with beard and white gown,

A purple sash hides a pierced side,

He is the only Disfigured One among us,

The walking Redeemed.

 

He is Truth Unfiltered,

Full-Colored, not developed black and white,

Heaven’s Endless Searching Light,

Light once diffused and then restored,

Among prisms of white calla lilies.

 

Heaven,

A hope not disappointed, no longer dot-to-dot discovered, And,

A harvest, garnering displaced ones into

The dancing embrace of the Triune God:

“That where I am, there you may also be.”

 

Beyond “Imagine“,

Here I am ~ a harlot,

My redemption once hanging by a Scarlet Thread,

Now I’m dancing in the streets!

 

Holy, Holy, Holy. Trisagion.

 

Come, Lord Jesus.

 

 

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Are these real moments real? Friends.

Are these moments real?

Or, are my fleeting thoughts

The bowl to eat from?

 

I am alone, yet

Memories accompany me,

Then, they abandon me for higher ground?

 

Many days I wait for truth

Then truth comes, full fledged

I am unarmed. Tacit.

 

Help me Lord,

My knees are weak,

Weak from wrestling with faith’s strong arm.

 

Where are the friends I knew?

The friends who knew me no matter what?

The friends who knew the conjunction between me AND me?

Incarnation (LHC)

Incarnation (LHC)

 

God with us

Hope acquired mass

Shepherds, angels witnesses

Eternal Light through prism of flesh

Evolution His manger

God man reconciled

Christ in us.

 

 

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Unlawful Entry (Adam Lanza, Dec. 14th, 2012)

Unlawful Entry (Adam Lanza, Dec. 14th, 2012)

The Unthinkable:

20 children dead.

First Man Adam chose unlawful entry into the things of God,

Sin followed him in.

First man Adam expelled from the Garden,

Sin followed him out.

First Man Adam returned to the garden

 ~ unlawful entry ~ with vengeance

And self-hate loaded with evil’s murderous projectiles.

The Unthinkable:

20 children dead within a sharp picosecond of eternity where angels wait,

20 unopened gifts are carried to heaven.

…..

The Unthinkable:

God becomes man ~ Second Man Adam,

Born during the time of Herod and

The Slaughter of Innocents!

Later crucified, One Innocent Man atoning for all First Adams,

Second Man Adam endured the Unthinkable as one of us.

 

By this evil is kept outside the door in outer darkness,

But access is granted to all who hear His resurrected Voice,

To all those who choose lawful entry:

“I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved.”

 

Under the wings of the Almighty ~

They overshadow you –

The terror by night or by day cannot enter.

 

Just ask the 20 children when you see them again.

 

 

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Shifting Sands

Shifting Sands

Solitude has drifted into this outpost –

    An expectant desert place of

   Sand to be sifted

   Or sieved through hourglass or

   Blown by chance

   Into glass

   Or eyes –

More

Settled

Sand

Different location.

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1968 AM

1968 AM

 

He sits in the battery power’d

Hand thump’d car

Listenin’ to the station that connects

Venus to his antenna.

  

Every day at 5:30 pm

He’s punched the AM dial

Selecting a love song from the air.

 

’57 Chevy Impala, sky blue

And baby, too,

Listenin’ beyond the melodies

For cues from sonic rhapsodies

Both waitin’ for a hand to hold,

Both steerin’ left and right.

 

Tomorrow has always been

Waitin’ at their disposal,

But “all my lovin’ ” can’t wait a day

In the wake of AM’s proposal.

Right here in daddy’s car.

Right here in daddy’s car.

 

 

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Prison

Prison

Prison?

Walls shingled together, overlapping?

Bars with intervals of freedom?

A look In Someone’s eyes doubting me?

The slab of self under which I am interred?

Do I hold the keys before I enter

Prison?

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Envision

The free form litany below was compiled based on the verbs and the sequence of action found in Genesis Chapters One and Two.

I agree with the theory of theistic evolution:  the creation act once initiated by God set evolution into motion (without the need for fine tuning) over millions of years and right up to our present day.

 Here’s something you’ll get a big bang out of:  if you wonder whether there is a personal God, wonder no more.  God had (in our time frame) envisioned every boson in every hair of every head. You are a unique accumulation of God Particles held together by the Quantum Force of Love. Smashing.

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Envision

 

In the Beginning…

 

God said

  God saw

God separated

  God saw

God called

  God saw

God hovered

  God saw

God called

  God saw

God made

  God saw

God created

  God saw

God blessed

  God saw

God breathed

  God saw

God commanded

  God saw

God provided

  God saw

God finished.

  God saw

God rested

  God saw

God blessed.

  God and Man saw.

Not the End.

The Sights and Sounds of You, O God

The Sights and Sounds of You, O God

 

The sights and sounds of You, O God,

The sights and sounds of You,

Your bolts of light dash through space,

Heralds of mercy’s hues.

 

The sights and sounds of You, O God,

The sights and sounds of You,

Agnostics and atheists do espy.

What hearts already knew.

 

Rapids thrash and tides behave,

While man finds shadows in his cave,

And though “Billions” of galaxies” wait outside,

Man into darkness burrows his grave.

 

Ecosystems, single cell to upright and spry.

Genomes and hormones and tears when you cry –

Life is the sight and sound of You, O Lord

Life is Your wonders yet to be explored.

 

© Sally Paradise, 2012, All Rights Reserved

The “Hate Watchers”

The “Hate Watchers”

Harbingers of exclusion, the “Hate Watchers.”

“Hate Watchers” stew alone, churning inside

Along fault lines long ago buried,

Until,

Projection spews ad hominem, ad hominem miasma,

miasma a lethal dose.

The “other” succumbs under the gaze of the elect,

The “Hate Watchers.”

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