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And when in that first moment of the made,
There was but light, and light could find no shade, A world appeared, and after, moon and sun Upon day four; and when with sixth begun, The eyeballed creatures saw the bounds of light And thereby they perceived the shadowed night, A shield from coming day, with lesser beam And pupil wide to see in softer gleam Before they closed their wearied eyes to rest. Like Spirit hovered over earthen nest, The night prefigured day, as formless void Foreshadowed from the deep the call deployed In "'Let there be...'" and then, "And it was so... And there was night and day...." And man below, With rhyme and reason mingled in his mind, In deeper dream soon found himself reclined In rest on Sabbath day, and wondered he, "If night prefigures day, what could it be That day prefigures with its blinding ray But glory of a bright eternal day?" With him, we wait for God who is the Light To come and overcome the shadowed night.
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Michael Price - I am a husband, father of three, poet, and science teacher at a classical Christian school in Memphis, TN. I have four volumes of poetry. My latest volume The Shadowed Night can be purchased by clicking on the button below. Archives
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