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Falling in to Glory: A Poem for Easter

Updated: Apr 11, 2020

I stumbled and tripped through weeds and through thorns

I ran and I ran because that's what I swore

I said "It's a battle" and so that's what it was

I wrestled the journey for my own martyr-cause


Until


The tall trees before me appeared now below

The sky had fallen and the ground looked like snow

I turned to the left and I turned to the right

No way back so I followed the light




I am no diver with intrepid skill

So I closed my two eyes and just fell with my will

Downward and upward and downward I fell

Swirling and tumbling and scared as hell


"I'm drowning" I thought with a terror so real

Til I gasped for a breath and was met with a chill

Pure, clean, clear, bright, oxygen breath

"This cannot be right, have I not met my death?"


Still underwater my mind couldn't hold

All the confusion of my earth-logic soul

"Let go" I heard whispered from a source so close

"Now kick" and I did though I still had no hope



Flying or swimming were all one sensation

While this air I could breath filled me with elation

This cannot be water, must be something new

But it looks and it feels so convincing, so true


The more I adjusted to where I was at

The better I felt, and the more fun I had

Gliding and swirling while held safe and close

My body now flew, with arm and leg strokes


"Higher, up higher" that voice came again

Familiar and comforting, the voice of a friend

So I kicked and I trusted which way I should go

Without clear direction or any control




Breaking the surface, I checked back to see

Where I had been and what I could feel

Water it was, but no water I'd known

Bringing me somewhere that now felt like home


Still my mind was trying to find

How I could go down to go up all this time

I had come higher, much more than before

The place I had left with the weed-tangled floor


Now there were mountains, a jetty, a boat

I was sure I was swimming now, keeping afloat

As I adjusted my eyes to the shore

I knew that I knew that I'd been here before




At last I saw him who'd whispered to me

Smiling and waving, freer than free

"You're here" he called and the sound was delight

It cleared out my mind with its love and and its light


Smiling I couldn't get there fast enough

Wading, my feet felt the stones below, rough

He held out his hands, strong, steady and warm

In his, mine looked cold, rough and worn


He looked in my eyes with the steadiest gaze

Pouring out love and acceptance and praise

How can he see me and still say such things?

How can he know me and not balk at my sins?


He said "look again at my beautiful hands"

And I saw there were holes in both of his palms

"I'm sorry" I said, "I've been such a disgrace"

"I've paid for it, dear one, come back to my embrace"


So I stood there before him and let the tears pour

He held me in silence and loved me some more

"Just sit with me now, there's no rush to go"

So we sat side by side and watched pure water flow





Habbakuk 2:14 ESV

For the earth will be filled

with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD

as the waters cover the sea.

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