A few years ago I wrote poetry for a few letters of the English alphabet. Many, but not all, of the lines began with that letter.
I wrote one poem for the letter 'S,' and I titled it using a Jeopardy category scheme. This is pronounced like eschatology (see eschatology).
The readings from Mass for the last few weeks of the Liturgical year focus on the end times, as they do during the early part of Advent when we are reminded of the two comings of Christ.
I was reminded of this poem repeatedly over the last several weeks, and thought today would be a good day to post it on this blog.
'S'chatology
Sharon, desert spring and bloom
the respite on the walk
Smiling rays that fill the room
with laughter and with talk
Sing over by the window
She's sure to help you out
Speaking softly, voice so low
Too intimate to shout
Sitting close with lives entwined
with whispered dreams exchanged
Slowly breathing love enshrines
the hearts both scared and pained
Sharon's splendor, Carmel's fruit
A wearied, anguished love
Softly spoken words take root
Bring mercy from above.
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