Phases of Grace
I. Death
After He sighed His last,
the dead came out
to bat their eyes and survived,
the earth revived.
The light
of God passed into
the fields,
the whitewashed fields.
The land survived,
the land revived.
II. Resurrection
There were burrs and
bellyaching
and holy outrage
in our dying race
in need of grace.
And grace is in
a tomb and a tree,
my brothers and sisters,
in a time that is free.
Death was on the earth,
it did not realize,
it did not recognize,
it will not survive.
III. Everlasting Life
There are still burrs and
bellyaching
and holy outrage
as men and women gallivant
from here to there all nonchalant,
and
cities coil with selfish boys
and girls.
But He sighed and
we came out
to bat our eyes,
we revive,
we will survive.
- The Chorus (Considering Ecclesiastes) - November 20, 2024
- The Aftermath (Considering Ecclesiastes) - September 24, 2024
- A Lesson (Considering Ecclesiastes) - August 20, 2024
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Bless you, Ben. Thanks for sharing beautiful, powerful poetry from your heart.
Thanks, Mr. Lytle!
I agree. Wonderful poem! Possibly my favorite of yours.
I like this poem!
Death will not survive. As Finn says on Waking Ned Devine, “That’s poetry.”
Thank you Atwood and Lytles!