Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Random Poetry Found While Packing -- 14

Let God Arise

A soul in white has entered here;
white for all that's pure and fair.
Dipped into a cleansing font,
the spell which brings to end all want
and dissolves torment into air.

Come to rest beneath the sign
composed of intersecting lines;
traced upon the virgin head
brings resurrection from the dead,
a restoration for our kind.

Confession is the blessed soul's aim,
and through renewal of the heart
remission of our sins we claim;
a fire is kindled, clear and bright,
which rises to a sacred flame.

---Don Comfort (formerly from) Newberg Oregon
    (now a monk in a Russian Orthodox order).
The piece was found on Tuesday, August 16, 2011 while sorting and packing.

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