Embers... Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Embers...

Rating: 5.0


If not for the sanctity of the Soul,
a Ghost would have never appeared as a Dove
in deliverance... of Wisdom, Reason,
and Passion... in Tongues of Fire,
this hypostasis, entity three of three,
and usually the least of this Trinity
to be acknowledged or called on in prayer
once the Cardinal has left the Cathedral
after Confirming a new class of 'Light',
after reciting ''The Sign of The Cross''
Why, suppose this be an objective claim?
Perhaps this be why the College of Cardinals
changed His name from Ghost to Spirit;

Yet nothing has changed...

Still, the Dove maintains flight,
and flame, regardless of laws
by men in red robes
that become but holy embers in the Souls
of doubters who fail to embrace
the magnificent gift of this mystery.

Yet, The Spirit not be shook...No, Never.


[FjR-'16-MMXVI]

Friday, July 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: belief,ethereal,god,holy spirit,mystery
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Robert Cardozza 22 July 2016

polished and powerful write

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Gajanan Mishra 22 July 2016

the spirit not be shook, good

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