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Advent Poetry The Eagle's form
a cross that flies
ascending under
Heaven's skies
vision of
the One who dies
by laying down
an earthly prize
rebuking sentimental
lies
to find a garden
in the
air.
But those who wait upon the Lord will renew their strength. They will mount up on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:31
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posted by John David Walt | at 12/14/2006 03:04:00 PM
Today...
2 Comments:
The part that stood out to me was "sentimental lies". If I am deciphering it correctly, there will always be sources that speak to us in favor of our natural desires, or which is the easier road to take. And what's worse is that sometimes they're from people who genuinely, lovingly, are for you - it's the hardest to resist. However deep down inside, we know what the will of God is.
And its end, after the storm has passed, is indeed the scene of the garden. Just went through one. Your verse on waiting on God and renewing strength came at an opportune moment my friend. Thanks much. :-)
thanks michele for your thought here--- there is something sentimental about the way isaiah 40:31 gets used on greeting cards and refrigerator magnets.
what i most like about this poem is the way the rhyme scheme completely and abruptly breaks up at the end-- it is surprising and yet so right it seems to me. this is the nature of the cross-- seems to be heading one way and then at the most unexpected moment it moves in a totally surprising direction.
good to hear from my Malaysian friend
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