Long Ephesus Poems
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Our inner parts have begun to yearn,
For the blowing of the trumpet’s sound.
The plantings, for which we did mourn,
Will soon give bounty from the ground.
Filled to the full with Jerusalem’s flock,
The temple energizes with exaltation.
Satisfied with honey out of the rock,
Judea enjoys the finest wheat to satisfaction.
Paul’s stay at Ephesus had been at length,
So a trip to Jerusalem he did make up.
He had to “Sing aloud unto God our strength,
Make a joyful noise unto the God of Jacob.”*
So Paul set sail back across the sea,
For, at the City of David, his heart must be.
* ref: Ps. 81:1
immersed,
alive to God
this gift by Him,
eternal life:
to trust&
walk in the Spirit
free
from the law
of death and sin:
sanctified
at liberty
within
the riches
of His grace:
working through love
a promise
of life
at peace
saved
and raised:
to sit
together
in a heavenly place:
with every spiritual blessing
then
to
fall asleep
in Him
the Christ
this truth in this poem inspired by scriptures in the letters of Paul to Romans/Corinth/Galatia/Phillipi/Ephesus/ and Timothy
Sainthood and faithfulness all together
such characteristics cannot be split
they are all one together combined
God's witness shines forth never to quit
God's called out saints His beloved
they being Christ's followers forever dear
truly faithful continually unto death
loving their God who is always near
Privileged and gifted is God's saint
been given high position above all
even angels don't have such blessing
for saints have received heavenly call
full eyes focused on the Lord
for knowing redemption price paid
abiding in the saviour's precious word
knowing His presence never to fade
('To the saints who are in Ephesus and are faithful in Christ Jesus' . Ephesians 1: 1b)
Ephesus was a destination on Paul's 1st missionary trek
but from the minute he arrived his experience was like a bad train wreck
but Paul was most determined and so he returned to that town
he was on a mission for the Great Commission and felt duty-bound
Paul, was very diligent, persevering and persistent
he had a desire to spread the "Good News" that was most insistent
Paul knew he had to keep on going and not ever slow his roll
for failure was not an option but an obstacle he had to overcome and control
one only has to knock on the doors in life until you've been let you in
and don't take no for an answer and if you must knock again
let your mission or your task for Christ simply have revival
for revival is the only key to spiritual survival
but in order to be revived you need to understand
that God may use you as a part of His master plan
God does not go about changing our personalities
but He will redirect our spiritual objectivity
He wants us to follow our destiny and in Him simply trust
to loyally follow the instructions that He sent to us
to do the right thing and not grow weary nor weak
to do what you must to obtain the spiritual goals you seek
to be revived whenever we stumble or slip
to be restored whenever we tumble or trip
to be renewed in our own determination
to be redirected towards our final destination
don't forsake the Lord God for He should be your first concern
don't disregard His instructions and all from His son you've learned
don't put His unconditional love for you to the wayside
from Him you need revival in order to survive
be enthusiastic, be energetic while on your godly driving test
and let spiritual revival be your personal conquest
remember from whence you first fallen into the faith
remember the day that you were baptized in that Holy place
repent as you now look back over your life
repent and return to your first love, the Lord Jesus Christ
have a reawakening and be refilled with the Holy Spirit
renewal of your faith and now totally committed
renewed, reborn and restored with godly revival
for that is the only key to the door of spiritual survival
In Nineteen ninety-six, our son and wife, Majors
In US Army, moved to Izmir, their new base.
As usual, whatever place they were assigned,
We flew to visit them as well as dear grandkids.
So off we went to spend two weeks in Turkey, this
Outstanding country we had never been before.
So much to see at Ephesus—Metropolis
Of Antique Age; The Stadium, the Harbor Bath,
Basilica, the Marble Road, Heracles Gate—
All ruins now. Were sad to see these wondrous works
Of art and architecture now in disarray
And strewn about on fields on which they proudly stood.
Of varied striking sites in Pergamon, we saw
The City Walls, the Aqueducts, Acropolis,
The Temple Dionysus, that of Trajan too.
So many ages, periods had ruled this place,
Artistic wonders, structures turned to ruins—works
Of Persian, Greek, Roman and more, in pieces lay.
Besides the many ancient ruins visited,
We were amazed that many locals spoke our tongue.
They did their best to make us feel so much at ease,
Were gracious in combined Mid-Eastern/Euro style
Of hospitality and types of food they ate
And served, like cheese, tomatoes, olives of all kinds.
Izmir, a city mixed with culture old and new,
Like modern shops and open markets, outdoor stands
With fish and meats on ice, yet weighed on modern scales.
And women with fine bread on plates held up on heads,
Who walked the streets in morning, dressed in peasant garb;
Yet working business women wore more modern dress.
We ventured to the famous city, Istanbul,
Surprised to see the many high-rise buildings there,
And streets so overcrowded with their vehicles;
Large offices and business centers everywhere—
Ladies with fashion boots, purses and western dress;
Big contrast with those living back in country hills.
Such history surrounds this ancient, distant land;
So many varied cultures ruled their sacred world.
Museums filled with artifacts from centuries,
Safeguarded and in view to honor and behold.
This trip shall always hold such special, vivid thoughts
For us to cherish and remember for all time.
Of course, this one-time trip was many years ago;
We're happy we had ventured then instead of now,
For times have changed; such unrest grows within our world.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Contest: Memorable Vacations
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Judged: May 8, 2015
Iambic Hexameter
(In Rome, a small plaque on a wall shows
how high the river rose in 1872.)
It says a lot, this little marble line.
The river (Rome’s life-giver), prone to flood,
could raise, erase: the rhythm of Proserpine,
of summer, winter, it’s the beat of blood.
What are we, then, we humans? So much krill,
to flourish and then wither? Nothing more?
Accretions crowding every Quirinal Hill,
but rinsed away like Ephesus, Elsinore?
A tremor pulverised the gems of Giotto.
We labour, learn and languish – then we’re dead.
Achievement? Summed up by the Ponte Rotto.
Try grasping, with your educated head
(encapsulated in this modest motto)
that rivers rise and fall. What’s then been said?
She sings the song,
Seven notes,
Seven churches of Revelation of John,
This front girl,
From musical group "CHVRCHES" from Scotland,
I love,
Stage violet in the first Ephesus church, the gold of olive oil,
Blue scene in Smyrna, silver tuning fork,
Blue sky in Pergamum, bell in bronze,
Green number four, iron work,
Flax light yellow,
Embroidery like icon in orange,
Red wool,
Concert tour over the world,
From Jerusalem to Moscow,
After Rome,
Bon,
New York or maybe London,
Addis Ababa in Ethiopia,
And Tokyo,
Peace chord,
"No one could learn that song except the 144,000 who follow wherever He goes..."
"And they sing the song of Moses, the servant of God, and the song of the Lamb...",
"When the natural bow is in the clouds, I will see it and I will stop
the tribulation in soul and body...",
"And if those days had not been cut short,
no human being would be saved. But for the sake of the elect, those days will be cut short..."
Live in October,
For all children of Noah,
Choice of precursor knight Ivanhoe,
The rib voice
of one crying out in the wilderness: Make straight the way of the Lord Love, together Lamb and Lion,
Say the Dove over,
Brass sound humble with celestial Power
Of manna flake of White Snow.