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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Endless (01/09/14)

TITLE: Reaching for Eternity
By Elizabeth Baize
01/15/14


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I plucked a rose so fresh and sweet
With dewdrops clinging fast
upon its velvet petal tips
Like diamonds unsurpassed.

Yet in a moment they were gone;
All melted ‘neath my touch.
To keep their priceless beauty long
I would have given much.

I gripped the thorny stem I held;
Through pain I’d keep secure
This piece of heaven in my hand
With fragrant scent most pure.

Alas! For as I clutched the rose
It drooped in quick decay.
A sprightly breeze sprung up and snatched
Each withered shred away.

I flung aside the few remains;
In desperation cried,
“Is everything a fleeting breath?
Will nothing long abide . . . abide?”
And soon the echo also died.

The silence closed upon me
‘Til I finally spun around
To face a Book that called my name
Without a single sound.

I reached to touch the pages
That were lightly rimmed in gold;
My eyes glanced down to capture
The unfathomed tale it told.

Arrested by two unknown words
I stopped and shook my head.
Would I believe this faded page?
“Eternal God,” it read.

Could He exist without an end?
And what about a start?
The concept rocked my troubled mind,
But hope infused my heart.

Then words came leaping off the page;
I held my breath and stared.
“Eternal purpose, power, King,
Redemption,” they declared.

Through parted lips I whispered
Words that burned forth from my soul,
“Oh, I believe. Please grant me grace
And make me truly whole.”

“Eternal Gospel” called to me,
“Turn back from ways of strife.”
I bowed, called out, and then received
His gift – Eternal Life.


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Margaret Kearley 01/17/14
Just lovely. A wonderful poem of truth.
Beth LaBuff 01/18/14
This is stunning from beginning to end (and with perfect meter throughout). First there is the rose, with it's temporal nature, and the MC trying to hold it tight despite the thorns. The sensory images of sight, smell, and pain transcended across your writing to this reader. Then your contrast with Eternal God and our uncomprehendable-ness of Him was so eloquently worded. Your ending is just "Wow!" Love this!
Linda Goergen01/22/14
Your title is given vision powerfully and beautifully in this wonderfully done poem!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 01/25/14
Congratulations on ranking 14 in your level and 15 overall.