User:Joe Spencer/aher aruhah aher
From Feast upon the Word (http://feastupontheword.org). Copyright, Feast upon the Word.
aher aruhah aher thus he: er, not to press, but did you sleep well? thus I: yes however, somewhen in between answer and question, I was seen my eyes to close so as to think, so as to open thought: I blink thus in the twinkling of an eye (to rise again) I blink, I die Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye trumpted (at last), my thankful words: at once a journey I pursue and travel heaven; to my view (still blind) is opened all I had in life of knowledge, good or bad and this dead seeing without sight gives me to know wherein I might on earth have seen all I now see: all this there dwells in things that be so blinking (still) I live the task again of sleep, of which would ask my host of me--and though my face I hide from him, he sees its place because he asks my yea, my nay-- no more, no less; to him I may express my joy, or e'en my hell, arising at his one word: well in his regard, beholding me, I only blink--but so I see at last this point: that not of fact-- but face--he asks, and hence his tact so my well-sleeping translates thus: was not the bed (because it was) my nightly pall, made holy by preparer's touch, beneath God's sky? and so made whole, made hale, complete, made healthy, holy, was the sheet (that covered me on last night's bier) by providential host: my seer he bids abiding with abode; and in the end what love he showed was only manifest in things, in matter he made motherings so for all things this host makes mine (the morning's bread, the morning's wine, with which he'll speed me on my way), I'll praise him--must--if e'er comes day at last a calling he does press on me, that opens my eyes; yes I see now plate and cup are traced in his hale hands, which me have raised
- The scripture that inspired this poem: 1 Cor 15:51-52.
- Other scriptures engaged in this poem: Matt 5:37, Isa 49:16.