Ode to "The Chosen"

Soon

Soon it will be over,

Soon we’ll reach his shoulder.

Never be the same,

Always say His name.

Soon

Keep on keeping on,

Although the path is long.

Soon we will be safe,

Enfolded and embraced.

Soon

Soon we'll be past sorrow,

Soon will be tomorrow.

Never be the same,

Always say His name.

Soon

Palm fronds pass us waving,

Symbol of our saving.

Healing in His wings,

All of Heaven sings.

Soon

Let us rejoice!

All in one voice

Easter

Soon

Poem © Jana J Dearden

(Photo by Sam Carter on Unsplash)