The Meaning of Easter

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    The Meaning of Easter



    I’ve seen His towers across the mire
    My focus dimmed- not lost
    I’m discarded nettles in the fire
    Or a sea-worn vessel tossed.

    I’ve kept at bay through truth He gave
    'Have squandered chance of gain
    I’m living free but still a slave
    And yet He will remain.

    The caustic thoughts I’d often traced
    Through fear or carelessness
    Are scars and ruts my soul’s embraced
    To subsidize distress.

    I ‘ve glimpsed the sun behind each cloud
    But am never in the light
    I ‘ve scattered borrowed sands of time
    As days turned into night.

    The trumps of woes (unmuted) blare
    To becon my accent
    But searched to find some smoother stair
     With others who dissent.

    I’ve turned His story into mine
    And tweaked those things that fit
    The tune I sing is ill designed
     Which I readily admit

    But in my mind my Christ would rise-
    His Spirit re-disclose
    God’s depths of Grace, the devil’s lies
    And the fact that he arose.

    ~ R.J. Bates

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    wheelsal commented on The Meaning of Easter

    06-15-2009

    You are a true poet and spirit and form. A renewal of this age-old story. I'm ready to read more of your poetry.

    NevillePark

    06/17/2009

    I'll enjoy writing you more to read. 'Can't take too much time away from my screenplay though.

    WordSlinger commented on The Meaning of Easter

    06-04-2009

    A very good poem, one one we will see it, an amazing world we live in, and will live in, the rymes are really awesome, :)

    NevillePark

    06/05/2009

    Thanks man, coming from a wordsmith it's a compliment indeed.

    jademelissa74 commented on The Meaning of Easter

    06-04-2009

    "But in my mind my Christ would rise-His Spirit re-disclose, God’s depths of Grace, the devil’s lies and the fact that he arose" Wow! What a priceless scenary. I truly enjoyed this poem. Thank you for sharing, love it!!!!! God bless!

    NevillePark

    06/04/2009

    Thank you my sweet. He is ALWAYS good and always looking out for our best interest isn't He?

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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