Seventh and Other Days

Some exercises in poetry.  I thank my friend for the idea seed.

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REMEMBER THE SABBATH DAY

Do you remember when the elder told you not to run?
Did all such laws of thou shalt not deprive young days of fun?
And from those days do you retain a sense that good is lack?
But see instead the light and breath; see life when you look back.
Look back to the beginning when from naught was made the sun.
Remember Him who called all good from dust to Adam’s wife.
Find rest in all that God said: overflowing life.

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REDEEMING TIME

As He did in the beginning,
God dividing day and night,
So the Word (from the beginning)
To the nighted world brought light.

Dust became what God created;
Mankind, now, would He put on.
“Let it be as you have stated,”
Mary birthed the Promised One.

Made and Maker thus united,
Truth to multitudes He taught.
Sick, He healed them; blind made sighted;
To the damned forgiveness brought.

Hope in-filled the simple Hebrews,
Envy made the Rulers foes.
“Come find rest!” He gave them good news,
Spoken as by one who knows.

"Who is this? Would He deride us?
Where instead the conquering man?
Where the king who would unite us?
That’s the kind who fits the plan!"

Blood He sweat, release denied Him.
Bound, accused, humiliated.
Mob incited, "Crucify Him!"
Beaten.  Bloodied.  Elevated.

Final breath of Life departed.
Tomb of Joseph, laid inside.
Rested He as sundown started,
Sabbath: blessed and sanctified.

But He arose that first-day morn,
And now creation is reborn!
And there was darkness, now is Light.
The eighth eternal day shines bright!