Death can not be
the wrath of GOD
to take the sweet and victory
from our sin
to punish pride and arrogance
rebelliousness in men
so much as separation's sorrow
a suffering imposed, fresh wounds
among divinity that must by love
be closed, anointed, an unction
the reborn glory shine
and death is sign of majesty
all sovereignty is thine
not mercy cloaked in mystery
the chaos once that reigned
serenity and respite
a new creation gained
a consecrated blessing
recovering the fall
a tool assigning value
lost by lack of full recall
a holy sleep provided
memorial connection
used for woman shaped from bone
continuing perfection
the grave to call forth
honest tears
and change that could not be
a revelation of true love
none otherwise would see
Copyrighted, Michael Andrew Williams. All rights reserved. Washington, DC. January 2021.
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