Symbol of Prophecy
Isaiah 9.2-7
Isaiah knew Word
Become Flesh as hope in the darkness.
Eyes fixed upon this
marvel, he brought a word profound.
No aspect of life can
avoid, deny this truth profess.
From the gentle touch
of Creator love and joy resound.
Pause, my soul, lift
up your gaze to receive new sight.
Wander not into
gloom, walk with steady stride.
Absorb from within,
Spirit’s grace, reject sin’s blight.
This moment has been
ordained, our mission universe wide.
Sing out the wonder,
make chords for this day.
Find lyrics from life’s
activity that state true hope.
A people summoned to
co-create along the way.
Our Dayspring makes
verdant, the Accuser does grope.
Partner prophetess’,
prophets proclaim your truth blessed.
Share the source of
your light, your joy, your peace.
Pause not ‘til all ‘round
know love’s benison expressed.
No circumstance, no
dilemma, no barrier can truth cease.
Death will change our
mortal stance, not conquer ever.
Our world disguises
Providence’s underlying joy.
Be assured you are
beloved, Scatterer can never sever.
Make fast compassion,
kindness, mercy; these gifts employ.
Scripture brings a
library of witness from all ages.
Study, meditate,
debate, discuss, accept profound truth.
Make clear
understandings built upon Wisdom’s sages.
Each statement a
person, servants of the One do soothe.
This season of balmy
resonance, brings out a verdant calm.
‘Midst cultural
cacophony, alert lovers share a sustaining hug.
Enter into the daily
expressions of wonder, bring intimate balm.
Our lives embrace the
whole, beware partisan shrug.
The Rose exudes its
stately fragrance, beauty like none other.
Gilead knows
restoration full, hope beacons from the manger.
Distractor wishes to
spread alarm, ‘tis momentary bother.
Be loved; be true;
Word Made Flesh has eliminated danger.
The Rev. Ronald Allen Melver, M.Div.
8
December 2013
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