Sunday, June 12, 2011

Pentecost Poem


Pentecost Poem

Love's cup still pours its fill
And we can sip
And feed our veins
With its miraculousness.

Marvel at the Risen Lord, marvel that
A God of such outlandish love
Should love us to the point
Of death, and more -
Pour onto us
Love's gift for lovers -
His Holy Spirit, to shore up
Breached walls
And battle grounds

Where evil limbs are
With virtues bound
And souls' citadels
Restored to holy wonders

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