Tuesday, April 2, 2013

The first day


The first day

 

The first day of the week;
a new week, a new lifetime.
The newly-raised Jesus
breathes upon his surprised followers
a Spirit, most Holy;
who gathers them up and blows them
irresistibly into an unexpected future.
A breeze of gentle change, sometimes,
or revolution's blast;
a quiet whisper of forgiveness,
affirming the unworthy,
a blast of indignation
challenging the powerful
and calling the unjust to repent.
These emboldened friends
will continue love's work;
borne on the wind,
gusting unconstrained.

 

© Ken Rookes

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