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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Write in the POETRY genre (05/17/07)

TITLE: In Excelsis Deo
By Kenneth Bridge


In Nomine Patris

From nothingness He calls all things,
From darkness, light
Which separates day from night.
While a celestial choir of angels sings

From clay of earth, He gives Man birth,
And breathes in life, and gives him wife,
And charges him to rule the land,
Faithful to divine command
Beware the tree
Whose fruit
Instead of truth
Brings death
Ruing the loss of a greater wisdom,
Ruled by self, not self-ruled kingdom,
The sting of serpentís tongue brings lethal venom
Loss of home, loss of heaven,
Lamenting exile, mourning of days without rest

Prophets speak of law and grace
Clasped in covenant embrace
To reverse the curse, from death to life
The Anointed King and Priest will rise

Et Filii

In the shadow of Herodís crime,
Brought forth in fullness of time,
A Son is born, O glorious morn,
Grief is swallowed, our sin is borne.

Brief season of ancient spring,
Where life and hope take feathery wing
And returns from exile see their king,
As demons flee and angels sing.

From Galilee to Jerusalem the humble shepherd leads His flock
In the Temple
Tables turn and coins spill
Stampeding bleating stock
Incensed curators of unholy tradition,
Seek Roman punishment for sedition,
Seder past, darkness falls, torch bearing soldiers clutch Him in the dock

Heaven weeps as mercy sleeps
The veil is sundered as heaven thundered
Entrance to the Holy at appalling cost
The paschal lamb upon the cross.

On the first day of the rest of the world are wet tears wiped dry
Tarry now, in the holy city, until clothed with power from on high!

Et Spiritus Sancti

Breathing on troubled seas,
He brings the shapes and forms of God to life
Wisdom rejoices at His side
Prophets moved to make His pleas
His words, His promises, a holy fire

Like a mighty rushing wind
Spirit of God does descend
Like flames of fire from above
Spirit of Truth, Spirit of Love

His people first gathered, then dispersed
To proclaim the undoing of the curse
Return from exile, life from death
Eternal joy, eternal rest

With both power and constraint
Each believer made a saint
Set apart for holy living
Set upon and yet forgiving
His life lived through each and all
Chosen to extend the call,
Gifted to give each life to live
In proclamation of the story
That to God be all the glory

In Excelis Deos

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Virginia Gorg05/26/07
Nicely done - you covered many aspects of the Bible. Reads well and has a nice ring to it.
Benjamin Graber05/26/07
Great poem sharing the message of creation. I would suggest, though, that you add more poetical imagery to this poem to bring fresh life to the truths you shared.
Thanks for sharing, I appreciated this one.
Julie Arduini05/26/07
This is exquisite, you covered so much, and well.
dub W05/28/07
Beautifully done. Find someone to score this into a classical ballad; I would almost bet it is marketable.
Rhonda Clark05/28/07
This is great. Don't understand the Latin--it's all Greek to me. :)

Good job.
Donna Powers 05/30/07
You always craft such perfect poetry. Simply amazing, and very lovely. Well done.
Joanne Sher 05/30/07
Lovely, poignant and meaningful. I enjoyed this.
Verna Cole Mitchell 05/30/07
"Set apart for holy living
Set upon, yet holy living"
are my favorite lines.

Wonderful poem with deep meaning! Excellent work!
Rita Garcia05/30/07
Would love a book filled with your poetry -- it always makes my spirit soar!
Pat Guy 05/30/07
This is so magnificant I dare not mention anything!

Two places come to mind because it felt so flawless these stuck out to me.

The first - I just bobbled on this, 'Seder past, darkness falls, torch bearing soldiers clutch Him in the dock' - I can't tell you why - maybe it was just word choice.

The second I'm wondering if another line was needed after the word 'curators' or minus the word 'of' - 'Incensed curators of unholy tradition,'

This was awesome!