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Do NOT Bury HIM...


Within the House of God,

coffin positioned in front of the altar,

and a rabble of mourners on the left

ready and willing of putting

its content into the ground

(blank - where treasure is found)


clued in, that coffin contained

one racked by cancer

and believably was dying

or was - by now - dead


dead or dying?!


Why - dead set - on burying if dying

and hysterical wailing, crying

instead of assisting the dying?


Approached the coffin

dead set on assisting the dying

ravaged by cancer and pain

believably dying or dead

subduing strenuous dread

opened the coffin of the

by now dead or still dying

in spite of the mob's intent

and ill-timed sobbing and crying


What a reward of - dead set - trying!

Beholding, beyond praise,

completely Alive, Immaculate,

Infallible, Radiant Face!


Exultation, jubilation,

Celebration, instant transformation...

while beholding beyond praise,

Most Pure, Most Innocent,

Perfect, Radiant Face!


Running outside of the House of God,

the mob of mourners screaming "miracle!"

scattered in every direction, leaving again

Him alone as after all the miracles in the past

He steadily and mercifully performed that outlast...


In black garments covering also His Divine Head,

Walked away slowly - the One they thought was dead,

And Cross-ed through the gateway - still left alone,

as I hesitantly tread in the opposite way home,

then, the most Familiar Figure - most Familiar Spirit

and I at same instant suddenly came to a dead stop,

my entire being overflowing with inconceivable hope,

turning, facing each other with power beyond words

hearing the noises and faded celebration of noxious hordes.

Approached Him and looking down - to my indescribable joy

saw most familiar sandals and heard a resonant Voice

pronouncing secret orders and final instruction,

tenderly warning me about spiritual destruction,

laying down the law, showing to heavenly realm door

and pronouncing intelligibly "Sin NO more..."


Departing, I hid myself in familiar childhood bushes

to avoid danger that was all around me...

remained - dead set -

on allowing Him to sculpt, mold and cast

voicing the admonishment:

"Do not bury Him!"

"Let Him Live in us!"


(Inspired by a most powerful dream I had decades ago - in 1984).

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Peter on September 25, 2023 at 3:24 PM said:

AMAZING my dearest Lady!
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ANNA on January 22, 2023 at 10:43 AM said:

Love this! Thanks
Tony on January 22, 2023 at 10:41 AM said:

Very powerful experience, we can relate to. Thank you Dr.K
for this posting. God PROTECT & Bless you!
John on December 17, 2022 at 11:44 AM said:

Masterfully written...extremely heart warming and soul stirring. Love your style Dr.
Charles A. on April 5, 2022 at 1:28 PM said:

This is another powerful poem, written in totally different style that is keeping the attention of the reader, full of suspense, and culminating in the most significant ending! The surprises in this verse are amazingly clever leading to soul-stirring conclusion. Doc you are always on target that makes your readers think deeper and deeper. Love the images that are staying in my mind. Thank you!!!

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