A Poem of Apocalyptic Emancipation

New Earth

“A New Earth” by Cliff McReynolds

“…And the things of earth will grow strangely dim.” 

(A Poem of Apocalyptic Emancipation)

Bryan M. Christman Feb 23, 1998

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As apocalypse advances

with Heaven’s quaking,

the Earth reels

In death throes: birth pangs.

 

A silent rider approaches

with rust’s decay,

penetrating and permeating,

Angel of alchemy?

 

Dissolution of resolution,

vitality’s dissipation.

Love waxes cold

in life’s unraveling.

 

Rejoice in loss,

for loss is gain.

The alchemist’s formula

offers this refrain.

 

War in Heaven as

conscience seeks release.

Acquiescence interrupted,

serpentine coil, unwound.

 

Celestial humidity descends,

renewing seed with fertile dew.

Dry bones sweat with fever,

the smoking flax sparks, ignites.

 

Gentle rain nourishes,

living buds break forth,

barren branches bound together,

now grafted and fruited vine.

 

Life seeks life as death seeks death,

deep calls unto deep.

Undimmed eyes now crystallize,

o’erflow with living tears.

 

Rust’s rotting plague, alchemist’s ruse revealed,

apocalyptic emancipation.

Incarnate Branch of life, death’s thorned scourge,

victorious in resurrection.

“…And the things of earth will grow strangely dim.” (A Poem of Apocalyptic Emancipation)

Copyright by Bryan M. Christman, Feb. 23, 1998

The following quotation from C. S. Lewis provides a hint for the meaning of the poem:

“It is dangerous to press upon a man the duty of getting beyond earthly love when his real difficulty lies in getting so far. And it is no doubt easy enough to love the fellow creature less and to imagine that this is happening because we are learning to love God more, when the real reason may be quite different. We may be only ‘mistaking the decays of nature for the increase of grace’. Many people do not find it really difficult to hate their wives or mothers. Mr. Mauriac, in a fine scene, pictures the other disciples stunned and bewildered by this strange command, but not Judas. He laps it up easily.” (C. S. Lewis, “The Four Loves” p. 118)

 

Original Content © Bryan M. Christman and Manifest Propensity, 2013. Excerpts, links, and reblogging may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Bryan M. Christman and Manifest Propensity with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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