Wishes, and Whispers in Wind

Wishes, and Whispers in Wind

A Poem by J.A.Bentley
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The wind curled

in silent pools

amongst the cat tails

and gurgling brook

The light danced

and twirled

as the stalks rose

and pedals unfurled

The man guided

his symphony

with quiet care

and harmony

laying the plans

for life to be

"This is good" he said

to his self

and it was so

by his help.

This garden planted

now thrived

with the slight humming

and flights

of the bugs

and the birds

who altogether

sang and chirped

amongst the cat tails,

the reeds, and

something never before...

this sea.

 

The vista presented

now was here

and, yes, granted

it was perfect

ready for the Master's

final hand

with the mold cast

he outlined his man

from this moment

he first

said," Give names to all,

you must work."

"Here are your ears

clean and pure

to hear and heed

all my words"

"Here is a heart

clean and whole

to love, to be

strong and bold"

"Here are your eyes

clean and new

to see me and

my point of view"

 

This man first was

and secondly is

the first died

and the second lives

in all the men

of his own

called from birth

now they know

what a man is

the strength it takes

to fully die

and be remade.

 

God, renew me

create within

the man to be.

In your name,

Amen.

© 2011 J.A.Bentley


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'This man first was
and secondly is
the first died
and the second lives
in all the men
of his own
called from birth'

Was this the confusing portion? Remember back to Romans where Paul mentions that death came through the first Adam?

Posted 13 Years Ago


WOW! Aboslutely beautiful! A bit confusing at some parts...but very beautifully written! Nice job! ;D

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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