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What Easter Means to Me

I followed you from Galilee
To that sad day on Calvary
     Of love You spoke
     New hope You woke

Some said I was a prostitute
In me You saw no ill repute
     My heart now cries
     I watch You die

Sharp spikes that pierce Your hands draw blood
And through my heart emotions flood
     A Son so blessed
     Is laid to rest

Three days I stayed outside Your tomb
Never to see You I presumed
     And though I mourned
     Glory's reborn
     
I genuflect and watch You rise
To join Your Father in the skies
     This blessed day
     Showed us “The Way”

The sacrifice You made for man
Celebrated in many lands
     Easter Sunday
     Give thanks and pray




Written in the first-person view of Mary Magdalene, one of Christ’s best known 
disciples.  According to modern religious scholars, the Gospels of Mark and John say 
she was the first person to see Jesus after he rose from the dead. 


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Mary Magdalene

One summer eve in Galilee
I stood before my open door;
To me it seemed just one more night--
Like all the others gone before.
Someone would come and, passing by,
Would hear the tinkling of the bells,
Would see the garish harlot's robe
And painted eyes beneath my veil.
Someone, a man like all the rest--
It did not matter much to me--
A nobleman, Samaritan,
A Roman or a Pharisee,
Someone would pause and with one glance
Strip me again of maiden pride,
And leaving, later, never know
The shame and shattered dreams I hide.
O, he would think me very gay;
He would not see my hollow heart
Nor hear me curse him for his pay.
T was then I saw a band of men
Approaching down the narrow road;
There should be one among that crowd
Who wants the favors I bestow.
Kind eyes met mine, and with one look,
He saw what others could not see;
He saw the hunger of my soul,
My loneliness and misery.

I only know that since that day
I live to walk along with Him.
His look of love has changed my life;
I need not sell my love again.
Tonight He sups at Simon's house__
All day the dusty paths we roamed;
But, still he waits, unwashed, unkissed;
Small courtesies no one has shown.
My love for Him! It rolls and swells
Till from His side I cannot stay;
I'll wash His feet with tears of love
And with my hair wipe them away.


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What Easter Means To Me

Tears of joy streak down
My dust covered face
As I just wandered by and witnessed
The utmost glorious grace

Just three days ago
I watched them crucify
The son of God himself
The man called Jesus Christ

They poked him with their spears
Wet his tongue with a vinegar sponge
Nailed him to a tree
And taunted “you’re not God’s son.”

He hung there ‘til he died
From his side water did drop
They buried him in a tomb
Where today I had to stop

Past three days the door was covered
A large stone placed there that day
But, today as I walked by 
An angel rolled it away

He had kept his promise
Only 3 days would he lay dead
To forgive us all our sins
And, I believed in what he said

He glided out of the tomb
As if floating in the air
“Do not be afraid” he said,
With gentle love, and care

He represents new life 
And all the wounds he can heal
Is Easter day your resurrection?
Can Jesus Christ be your shield?

I weep to think of the pain
He endured for you and me
So he could take away our sins
And one day, set us free!

By: Miranda Lambert
For: Gwendolyn Rixs’ contest: What easter means to me
Written: 03/21/2011


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Wood and Nails


After planking some wood,
I carried it across the yard,
two boards at a time upon my shoulders.

When I finished erecting the stack of wood,
she offered a refreshing sip from her cup
and nailed me harder than Jesus had been.

(the irony of the wood and nails didn't escape me)

I figure this to be a great tradition to uphold 
during the Easter holidays:

the wood and nails,
the resurr.erection,
riding a divine ascension into heaven
upon her thighs.


And on the third day
he rose again 

and again.






03.22.2013



*This is referring to the hybridization of Easter as decreed by Constantine,
and the pre-existing Ishtar celebration of sex and fertility.
Ishtar is the root-origin of the word: Easter.

If you were to ask me, I'd say that Constantine attempted ruining a good thing.
It is one of my many life goals to help resurrect feel-good Pagan celebrations such 
as the Ishtar Spring Festivities.

If one has a willing lover, this celebration is easy to partake in,
and can be most pleasurable: simply plank some wood and start nailing.
A sustained rhythm is highly advisable when engaging in a good session of nailing. 



Happy Ishtar/Easter Holy Days!



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He Arose-

Since Noah and the great flood
swords swiftly replaced the rod.
And Man soaked altars in blood
sacrificing life unto God.

Civilizations flowered,
then vanished with little trace.
Men of peace were called coward
and women were kept in place.

Compromise was hard to find, 
no hope for a peaceful path.
For God warred with Mankind,
smiting pagans with His wrath.

Jesus preached God's not that way,
removing hate from His faith.
And He taught us how to pray,
purging souls of unclean wraith.

Challenging how people thought,
some demand blood for His love.
Yet His crucifixion bought
forgiveness through God above.

Mourned and laid in a cave,
for three days He suffered hell.
Then He arose from His grave
and bid apostles to tell.

Through His love salvation starts,
and Mankind’s fate looks less grim.
For now God lives in our hearts
and blood’s not offered to Him.


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Son Rise Service

At the joyful sunrise service on Easter morn
On the sands of Daytona Beach no lines are drawn
Worshippers from each Christian denomination
Gather in unison as one congregation

Protestants, Mormons and Catholics in pre-dawn haze
Chorus of voices offering hymns of great praise
As the sun rises here, just as God’s son rose then
For a moment in time, many faiths are brethren

When the first rays of light streak across the ocean
‘Neath glowing pink light, we celebrate Christ risen
Surely God smiles down as all believers embrace,
Celebrate the Resurrection, bask in His grace

Good will is conveyed as heartfelt pledges are made
That the love displayed on Easter will never fade
All are soulidified and take this vow seriously
Knowing Christ’s sacrifice heals all humanity



*Entry for Verlena's "Soulidified contest




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Road to Redemption

What I would give to have lived during Your time,
it makes me wonder...would I have believed?
Water into wine, what a moment sublime,
touching your garments, would healing I receive?

Up that sycamore fig, I would also climb
heed Your parables; be at Mt. Olives.
Would I be like Peter, and falter at sea?
Would I fall asleep at Gethsemane?

With each step You took towards Calvary,
after the mocks, scourges and crown of thorns,
under the heat of that sun, where would I be?
I wonder, would I have walked with You, or scorn?

My soul aches, as my heart answers honestly...
I fall on my knees, and ask to be reborn.
Keeping vigil by the Cross, with candles lit,
thankful for Easter—redemption for spirit.








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--nikko palmario

** trying to hit two birds with one (poetic?) stone here, I hope it’s ok :)

** for  Linda’s Easter Inspirations contest  :) and 
          nette’s Moment in Another time contest :)


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THE LEGEND OF THE EASTER LILY

                                   

The end of the beginning drew very near so Jesus went to pray in the garden, Heavy was His pure heart, bruised by burden, And olive trees soon misted with His tears. He knelt beside a patch of lavender, Roses dropped petals asking for pardon, Sand only softened, refused to harden, While poppies bent their heads closer to hear. Evening deepened as Son talked to Father, Geraniums paled, His pain they could see, Daises bowed low to man’s sinless brother, Gethsemane kneeled to the Rabboni. Seeded by grace, grew a blessed flower, ~A blossom of hope, the Easter lily~
“My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death, "he said to them. “Stay here and keep watch.” Going a little farther, he fell to the ground and prayed that if possible the hour migh pass from him. “Abba, Father,” he said, “Everything is possible for you. Take this cup from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will.” Mark 34-36 By Cyndi MacMillan for Linda Marie's Easter Inspirations Contest ABOUT THIS POEM I researched the garden of Gethsemane, and all the flowers save for the Easter Lily could very well have grown there on the night before the crucifixion. The Easter Lily is NOT mentioned in scripture (though lilies are mentioned often throughout the bible). This poem is written with the intent to honor our Lamb, and not as an accurate representation of Christ’s anguished hours. This is mixed sonnet. It has an Italian octave and a Sicilian sestet.


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Believe!

Salutations my Brethren, in the name of Jesus Christ, our Saviour!

Though weary from your travels you may be
through Gods' love there is hope for you and me

to save the world He gave His only Son
and through the Cross death lost and life has won!

So to all of you who for salvation pray
take Christ into your hearts this very day

for God so loves us all that He did give
the precious blood of Christ so we could live!

If truly in your hearts you do believe
this gift of lasting life you will recieve!

Go in peace, dear Brethren, and may the Grace of God
follow you all of your days!  In Christs' precious name, Amen.



Inspired by Brian Strands An Easter Epistle contest


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The Easter Prayer of Thanks

The Easter Prayer of Thanks "2 There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3 His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow." Matt 28:2-3 NIV God, thank you for the gift of Easter; The sacrifice of your Son so treasured. To save our souls through your grace and mercy, That by heaven alone can be measured. Thank you for giving us hope; The hope of life after the grave. Winter dies and Spring comes to life— The resurrection of the saved! Your hand rules the universe With great glory and power. We give thanks for your love for us, And for every beautiful opening flower. We thank you for the birds That sing your praises every morn, And for the lofty mountains That with Winter's snow you adorn. Thank you for friends and family And the blessings that they bring, At this very special time— Christ's resurrection and the grandeur of Spring! Thank you for salvation Made possible by your love. Thank you that we have the hope of heaven— Easter's promise from above. May we all meet our Redeemer, As you come for us in the air, Because of Easter's hope of eternity, and the privilege of prayer! Amen Copyright © 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


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Crying Hosanna

Americans love the day of Easter for all its pageantry
the Sunday outfits, the fancy hats and the chocolate candy
but Christians love Easter for what it truly represents
it's the Resurrection day of Jesus the Christ our salvation present
it's a time to reap the benefits for the victory we won
when high on a cross at Mt. Calvary a sacrifice was done

yet many forget the significance of the Sunday of the Palms
when on an untamed colt Jesus the Christ rode in on
humbly riding on the back of a service domestic beast
He came to serve, support and sacrifice for the least
God had need of that donkey at that appointed hour
like He has need of each of us to be the manifestation of His power
God will use anything when it comes to achieving His goals
be it a person, place or thing it's He who is in control

to serve God's purpose that is our true mission in life
to do whatever He requires of us in the name of  Jesus the Christ
but more often than not we're tied up with earthly things
but God will find the means to cut away those binding strings
God will send something or someone to help you break free
just have the spirit of discernment that it's not coming from the Adversary

now those who witnessed Jesus' triumphant display
laid clothing and leaves of palm on the ground to pave His way
crying Hosanna to the highest blessed is He
the Son of Man who came to give us life abundantly
stripping off their mantles and cloaks of society
laying bare their faith for all the world to see
trusting and receiving
in the Messiah they're believing 
crying Hosanna, Hosanna blessed is He
the Prince of Peace who came to serve and save you and me




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The Pain and the Agony

The Pain and the Agony The Pain and the Agony Jesus felt that day; It tortured His being; Death held no delay. Even to take a breath The pain was so extreme; The sins of us all, Crushed him beam to beam. The cross of the Romans; Built to inflict much pain. The pain of our sin-bearer Was suffered for our gain. Because He truly loves us, He was prepared to die. Stricken on the cross, Few heard His agonizing cry! The cross was one of victory— Victory over death, When Christ gave up the Spirit; Breathed His last breath. Satan in his ignorance Thought he’d finally won; Didn’t know this was just the beginning; New life would be given God's only Son. The Pain and the Agony; Blood was shed for you and me. This ultimate sacrifice God gave to set us free; Freedom from the bondage Of sin that Satan brought, Upon a sinless Eden, To bring us sin's onslaught. Copyright © 2012 Maureen LeFanue Featured in Maureen's book entitled, Easter Poems www.maureenlefanue.com


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What Easter meant for us

I want to write a poem about Easter for you Lord
Easter is a special Day
A day that you had died for us and were raised from the dead
A day when one’s sins are forgiven once they believe in You
And accept You as their Savior
A day where one becomes new as you raised from the dead
So he or she is raised from the spiritual death
A day to celebrate Life –the Eternal Life
Your Life, our Life
Life is possible only after you obeyed and followed your Father’s  will
Life is possible only after you endured the pain and gave up your life
It’s because of You that we now can be with you and have Life - eternal
The sacrificial Lamb
Because of You Jesus, our sins are forgiven and we are perfect in God’s eyes
Because of You, we can enjoy the life here now on earth and then will too in Heaven
We are new creations –our old ones are gone
We are free
No longer bound to sins and death
Because of You, nothing can touch us
We are separated by the Blood of the King
Because of You, we received our healing in advance
You paid with your life for us at Calvary
God did not forsake You
Just like He did not forsake us 
And sent You to take our place
Thank you Jesus for what you’ve done
Died in our place – You who have no sins
Became sins for us
Jesus, that is what Easter meant for us
Indebted to you Lord
Forever our Rescuer, Redeemer, Deliverer
Savior
Forever Our greatest King


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Blessings (acrostic)

B lessings come from God above
L ove as peaceful as a dove
E verything we need we find in him
S acrifice he made for our sin
S aviour to us all forever more
I ncredible journey for us to explore
N aturaly caring in every way
G race he pours upon us every day
S overeign Lord King for ever Loves us always
              leaves us never.


 Blessings to you all have a Happy Easter , to all my family and friends on poetry soup
 when i count  my blessings I always   count You twice,
  God Bless you all from Diane


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Christ Is Risen

Christ the Lord was crucified,
He was nailed to a rough hewn cross.
Ridiculed by those He came to save,
Innocent man paid the ultimate cost.
Shedding His blood to pay for our sin - He died.
Three days later He rose from the grave - Alive!

Inconceivable, indescribable, miraculous event.
Son of God, Savior, God's greatest gift!

Rejoice in the Lord! All praise to our King!
In pure adulation let Hallelujahs ring!
Shout to the Lord! He has conquered the grave!
Evermore He's alive - Believe and He'll save.
New life in Jesus is available today!.

3/30/13
Happy Easter!


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Easter Joy

Dance a little dance!
Christ is alive! Easter’s here!
Shed some joyful tears!


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Tender of Roses

Beloved, lovely roses: gift of God and lover’s flower,
Spread your colored petals and cradle tender showers.
While admiring the blossoms with their beauty to behold,
Ought we not to know the Tender of such lovely garden groves?

For He lovingly and thoughtfully wields His pruning shears
To cut away the stems of old for fuller future years.
He cultivates and feeds them. He attends them as a Father
Looking daily to their needs; so faithfully He waters.

From the dawn of morning dew until the setting sun arrays
Caring always for His own until that great appointed day…
When the Gardener comes to claim each one the earth held as its own.
He gently picks it at its peak and for His pleasure takes it home.

As God did one glorious morning, when the Perfect Rose had bloomed.
He rolled away the stone and met with Mary at the tomb.
There the sweetest Rose of Sharon rose that we die not alone.
But be gathered for a garden grove, surrounding heavens throne.


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True Meaning of Easter Time--and Day

Easter Time... and day... 
This is shown in many ways
Some celebrate it... by an Easter bunny
Tis funny 
How the world man-made... 
To distract Our Lord's Day

True meaning of Easter Time and Day
Tis God made a way... For all of Us to be Saved

Tis the day.. Our Lord and Savior
Was Crucified.. On the Cross
Nails driven in both hands and feet
Blood dripped down.. From thorns of a crown
That the soldiers placed on His head
They killed Our Lord.. Sword threw His side
Yes.. Our Precious Lord.. Jesus died.. 

Then the Earth Shook
Moment Jesus took
All our sins-suffering- disease -pain-away
Then three days
Our Beautiful Savior Raised
Jesus Our Divine Christ
Raised up from the dead
Save Our Souls... giving Eternal Life

Resurrected... for us to become redeemed from our sins
We have the opportunity to become Born-again
All God asks... of us is to believe 
What His Only Begotten Son... had done
To whomsoever believes shall not perish 
But have Everlasting Life
With Our Savior Jesus Christ
Live in Eternity... Forever

As we know... this world shall pass away
But Our Savior Shall Live on Forever

The ways of this world
Don't want anyone to know
The Truth... in Easter Time... Day... 
For Tis then those whom has eyes to see
Hearts to believe... 
Shall become saved... Born-again
Their Souls then... Live Eternally with Him
Jesus Christ... Our Divine King

Come to Jesus
While there is still time


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'Unquestionable Worth'


Imagine what life would be like
if our worth were determine by man

if our mistakes were a barometer of our worth
our favour would run hot and cold
like a see-saw through each day

each breathe we took would be a struggle
the one thing we do without thinking
would be so difficult to achieve

but we've been blessed beyond our imagination 
because even in our darkest hour
even when we are down in the valley

God sees our worth
His Son chose to die for us
He declared; she is worth the sacrifice
He declared; he is worth the sacrifice

when in doubt,
when we feel unloved
we need to focus on the cross

God thought we were worth the sacrifice then

He still does; even today


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What Easter Means to Me

What Easter Means to Me! I think about what Easter means to me. There’s message that I hope you’ll see. There is a truth, a purpose for believing. But too often, it’s lost it’s true meaning! In this society, there tends to be a habit. Of comparing Easter with the bunny rabbit. There’s chocolate, candy and eggs in the store. As people come back, looking for more. There’s a message of God he wants to tell you. A message a life. Don’t let others fool you! A new life in Jesus, can be yours for the asking. An abundance of HIS love and life everlasting! HE is alive! He arose from the dead! His message of life eternal will forever be said! His gifts of love and mercy is for all to receive. He stands at your hearts door. Won’t you believe? What Easter means, is that Jesus is risen! This day… You can be cleansed and forgiven! Won’t you allow HIS message to touch your soul? The risen Jesus can make you whole! Let’s proclaim God’s message and make it clear! Jesus Christ is alive today! He is right HERE! The tomb is empty! The stone is rolled away! This is God’s time! The Lord’s resurrection day! By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


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Believe! (Repost)

Salutations my Brethren, in the name of Jesus Christ, our Saviour!

Though weary from your travels you may be
through Gods' love there is hope for you and me

to save the world He gave His only Son
and through the Cross death lost and life has won!

So to all of you who for salvation pray
take Christ into your hearts this very day

for God so loves us all that He did give
the precious blood of Christ so we could live!

If truly in your hearts you do believe
this gift of lasting life you will recieve!

Go in peace, dear Brethren, and may the Grace of God
follow you all of your days!  In Christs' precious name, Amen.



Have a Happy and Blessed Easter!


Placed 1st in Brian Strands An Easter Epistle contest


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Easter

Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive! 
Ascension available, access through your heart 
Seek and you shall find! 
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Eternity given
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***


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The True Meaning of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter! The true meaning of the Easter story, Is God’s Son came down to Earth from glory. Jesus really does love you and me. He was born to die that you might be free. For 33 years, he lived among sinful men. Then one day was to be an atonement for our sin. He who was born of the virgin Mary’s womb. Was to one day rise again from an empty tomb. So many people today have gotten into a bad habit, of replacing Jesus with the bunny rabbit. So please reach out to others and let them know, Of the lover and redeemer of their soul. The true meaning of Easter must forever be said. Of God’s son who died, but arose from the dead! By Jim Pemberton


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- A Blessed Easter -



We want to always remember

There are times in our lives

As by faith we take new steps

In what we're going through

Although it happened long ago

Announcing your immortality

Gesture of growing like a beautiful plant

Heaven is a place with streets paved with gold

With a feeling of sweet love hug sent from Heaven`s angels





02.04.2015 A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved


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An Empty Tomb in Jerusalem

“ 1Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance. 2So she came running to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, "They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we don't know where they have put him!” Acts 20:1-2 NIV There’s An Empty Tomb in Jerusalem, Where Christ slept for three days; Then was resurrected— His Father above to highly praise. He slept upon the Sabbath, Until that Sunday morn, But arose early in the day; When victory over evil was born. That empty tomb’s a reminder That Christ is living now; Resurrected from the dead— By His Father’s power to endow. He’s the only religious leader To leave an empty grave; All other religions are ‘works’; Useless hope of heaven to crave. That empty tomb is precious, Because it is a sign— Of the fact that evil’s conquered, And very soon will be benign. Man is given victory— Over sin and over death. Through the righteousness of Christ, Each soul finds heaven’s hearth. That empty tomb’s a mystery That only God comprehends; A reminder of His love, And the mercy that He sends. Because He truly loves us, He found a way to recall— All His righteous children; A heavenward journey to enrol. Copyright © 2010-2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


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What Easter Means To Me

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By His wounds I am healed
He died on the cross for me
My sin never to be revealed
Was nailed to the tree

He died on the cross for me
So that I may have new life
Was nailed to the tree
Heart pierced to end my strife

So that I may have new life
My sin never to be revealed
Heart pierced to end my strife
By His wounds I am healed

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Entered in Gwendolen Rix's
"What Easter Means To Me" Contest


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What Easter Means to Me

There he stood, the Son of God and man His looks was average; like ordinary men Messiah in our presence! Yet, so few believed In spite of amazing miracles none of which had been seen before I tried to move a bit closer; away from the throng Was allowed no entry within the Governor’s gates Yet, I could see through the tall, marble columns He stood still; silent and regal just as a king The enemy smirked as he hung amongst the crowd; and thought he had won Predictably, pride once more would preempt his game My Lord in humility remained, though sadness and pain reflected in his eyes All alone, he faced accusing tongues and yet, he gave no response Dead silence hovered within the Prefect’s tall gates as he queried ‘Are you King of the Jews?’ My Lord replied, ‘It is as you say.’ Caiaphas and others, ruled by ego, it seemed, became bitterly enraged! Deadly pride indwelled; self assured, none thought to pray for discernment He was beaten and mocked; he was boldly spat upon The one who cleanse the lepers, and revived some long dead Not in secret were these miracles performed; but in the presence of multitudes Some with eyes could not see, and the darkness cast shadows of deeper doubt He was crowned with thorns; a mockery; made to bear the massive cross And as he passed before me, silent tears flooded my eyes What am I that he should suffer bitter humiliation and death on my account? I was on the road to Hell and Eternal Love has come to rescue me! As he hung upon that wooden cross, captivated by numbness, was I He cried, ‘It is finished!’ Then death lost its hold- the veil, forever torn! In the deepest level of Hades, the enemy cowered as he hides For again he has failed.. Purest Love has overcome ultimate hate ~*~
For Gwendolyn's "What Easter Means to Me" Contest 3/26/11


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This Perfect Day

Friday had been the saddest day
That my young life had ever known
The loneliness that my heart felt
Just would not leave me alone

The clouds that filled the afternoon
With their darkness and their dread
Left remorseful feelings alive inside
Along with feelings that seemed so dead

On Saturday when I did awaken
My world was much worse it seemed
For the gloom and darkness it embraced
Left my mind aloof in sad daydreams

Of what my eyes had seen to transpire
On that dark, cold Friday afternoon
I only prayed and hope what was written
Would come to fruition so very soon

As the last twenty four hours ticked away
The hope in my heart did begin to rise
For it began to beat so steady again
Waiting for the prophesied moment to arrive

But many in the room praying around me
Saw their faith begin to slip and fade
Not believing that what was happening
Would be much more than just another day

My heart awaiting the time to come closer
Anticipating the joy it would soon receive
Felt the rhythms of the approaching moment
For deep within it never failed to believe

I heard the most beautiful enchanting melodies
Embracing me from deep within His tomb
And upon hearing the hearty voices of angels
I sensed He would be rising so very soon

And the last twenty four hours did finally end
Sweeping my sadness and loneliness away
Replacing it with pure joy, and happiness
For He rose from the grave on a perfect day.


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Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013