Black and White Challenge #1
Anthem Ascend
My father had just died. Over his body I scribbled these lines for the nurse to read at his bedside memorial at the VA, later posted to the back of his funeral program.
End of muted silent spring
Low the Lily bends her stem
Who can hear the mockingbird sing
The flow of waters above the rim?
Gently into sweet home
Ascend
Sounds afar draw ever close
In the light stands a friend
All our fears He so knows.
From clays abode we break
The stem grows straight again
Eyes open and faith we take
Never more by sin to bend.
Arise! Arise! You sons of clay
Upon the chariot of fire ride
Enter now the eternal day
Christ the King at your side.
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