I Come to Herald Hope in Deepest Depths Poetic Meditation

From "Abba's Way"

Stephen C. Rose

I come to herald hope in deepest depths.
To fill with vision depths of emptiness'"
To transform the effects prideful loss,
And anger coiled in insolent repose;
To turn the howls of placelessness and pain,
Into a song of freedom once again.
To break the bars of prisons bearing signs
Named poverty and greed and driven need,
Or charity debased as remedy.

I come to bring an end to all conflict;
For conflict is the challenge at the core.
I come to free all spirits to create,
In blissful freedom from against and for.
Divided depths retain a fearsome form:
Once legions, now young armies, schooled to die,
Around which coalesce most armaments,
Condoned with pride by most authorities.

The depths I seek are deep within each being;
Their canyons course through all communities.
I say that life and death need fight no more.
Protagonists? Antagonists? No more!

I Come to Herald Hope in Deepest Depths Poetic Meditation

Published by Stephen C. Rose

Founder Editor Renewal Magazine, Chicago. World Council of Churches, Geneva Editor RISK. Albert Schweitzer Center, MA. UNICEF DOC NY, UNDP NY. Editor Choices.   View profile

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