Does God still have a body? Buried though
he was? And risen now as from a seed
with root and stem. Then branches, varied, grow
up like cedars towering above those reeds
that fringe the Styx where souls are ferried slow
to find new bodies. It’s said they’ll never bleed
again nor fear an ambush from their harried foe.
The body’s manacled joys have all been freed
to find such loves that not even the married know.


Other Bible stories from Moss Kingdom:

The Cain Series: The Birth of CainThe Crime of CainThe Curse of Cain

Old Testament: Some He Bruises, Some He Bleeds: A Sestina on the CovenantsNoah Wakes from a Recurring NightmareAbram the PaganFor the Sake of the FewThe Deception of JacobThe Unspeakable NameA Sound of War in the CampA Lament for MichalThe Rape of Tamar and the Half-life of JoyNumbered Numbered Weighed Divided: a Rubaiyat concerning Belshazzar’s doom, JonahThe Years the Locusts have Consumed

New Testament: What need has He for our Democracy: A poem for Peter during his lapseSilent SaturdayDoes God still have a body?At Simon’s House

The Letters to the Churches:
ApocalypsisEphesusSmyrnaPergamumThyatiraSardisPhiladelphiaLaodicea


For more poems exploring multi-syllabic rhymes here on Moss Kingdom, check out these: Panda Loose in My BrainJonahCome Thou DayspringI Love it When you Call me KhaleesiPaper HeartsDoes God still have a body?