“Bridge from the Gallery” DS
As I write today and play with words, I notice that there is a strand of three to my writing: Scriptures, the tales of others in novels, and a touch of my own story. This is abundant life. Here are my explorations:
Hebrew Scriptures: I Kings to II Chronicles
Latticework
Pillars
Four hundred pomegranates
Ten movable stands
Ten vats
Pots, shovels, basins
Made of burnished bronze
Honest confession
She decided to test him with some
Hard questions
Which way did he go?
There will always be plenty of flour and oil
Left in your containers
Young prophets of
Bethel Seminary
What wish shall I grant you
Before I am taken away?
Feed one hundred men with
Only this?
You aren’t to blame,
He told them.
As soon as the body touched
Elisha’s bones
The dead man revived and
Jumped to his feet
You created the heavens
And the earth
A remnant of my people shall become
Strong in Jerusalem
Only the poorest and
Least skilled people were left
In the land
When they wandered from
Country to country
Commandments so you may
Continue to live in this
Good land forever
Who will give himself and
All he has to the Lord
Then they feasted and drank
Before the Lord with
Great joy
A veil of blue and crimson
Fine-spun linen
Decorated with angels
100 pomegranates attached
To the chains
A bronze altar
Thirty feet long
Thirty feet wide
And fifteen feet high
A huge round tank
Fifteen feet across
Ten vats for water
Ten gold lampstands
The band and chorus
United as one
The glory of the Lord
Coming as a bright cloud
Filled the Temple
So the priests could not
Continue their work
Humble and pray
Heal their land
Good work will be rewarded
We don’t know what to do
But we are looking to you
Stand quietly and see incredible
Rescue from God
Everyone must pay
For his own sins
Manasseh consulted mediums
And fortune tellers
A did every so rot evil
Warnings from God
Were ignored
Then at last he came to himself
And asked God
For help
I have heard you
And will not send evil
On this city
Build me a Temple
In Jerusalem.
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