Here are a few of my Christian poems published here to commemorate the atoning work of the Lord.
Darkness Fell on the Blood of God
Earth erases the living in time
and within atmosphere’s envelope
words spoken race shadows to silence
a planet’s paradigm of abstract construction
whirls kinetically for gravity’s account
summarized in winter as snow compiles
the full or empty universe must journey
an eclipse of the star in blue sky
offered the cross at Calvary.
Being: over the edge of Space-Time ©1993GIBSON
The singularity is a point before time
stretches it infinitely as a line
replicating motion
other lines, other directions, relatively
moving everywhere, fullness of whatness
for that which is, now is
Parenthetically unbracketed a description
is just in time
particulars of Calvary
freedom of the transcendence
to turn outside into the Universe
shapes paralleling the limited event horizon
for that which is now, now is
the four forms of space-time
are motion needed as gravity to be
transcended by the whole fifth
symphonic dimensionality of all-Universe
a presentation of the three
becomes infinite straight-line waveforms of being
perceptible in curved space-time
as mass less quanta particles vibration patterns
the world of substance.
God is Good
Quiet lakes reflect clouds in the sky
the Spirit brings Bible verses
distant pre-dawn lightness
wrinkling the vault of night
repository of constellations in free fall
God is good
the Christ is the way, truth and life
a gift of strong-mynded faith
more real than rattlesnakes posing
like celebrities of space-time
Jesus defeated death
the perfect High Priest of God
resurrected three days from crucifixion
bringing eternal life in heaven to the saved
he smote the power of sin
God is good
rainbows, planets, water based life
some people not perping evil
though a constitution's rights decay
and a tech sedition raves.
Original Sin ©2004
Human life is passing
ever changing from birth to death
fraught with original sin
imperfections miss the mark
an ontological reduction from eternity
God’s perfect nature
is so far and remote
yet so near
He created space and time
not as an emanation
a will omniscient, inclusive of alpha
and omega, potentiality and coordinate references
without intermediaries
absent of absence
The creation arose ex nihilo
analogous to a reality created
within a dream, without superreality transcendent
God is perfect, whole
though His will and substance cannot be inferred
what is known is given by revelation
when and where the Universe is
may be paradigmatized
defined with subjective and logical analysis
only imperfectly as infants ambling about
isolated from God in original sin
planets, stars, clusters of galaxies, space-time and the wave
are interpreted within a phenomenology of mynd, languaged
up to identify clumps of objects, others and experience
divided from the eternal perfection,
confined within finite knowledge, finite form
the pervasive social corruption
conforms the world’s people unto sin, imperfection,
decay and death
Human life is passing
ever changing from birth to death
Jesus Christ, the Son of God is
the only way to God and eternal life.
A Priori Logic Circuits
Of God what is good
channels for Taoist canyons
rivers flowing to the sea
below heavens of harvest moon light
for the liberty of Europa’s ice
superposition of being and nothingness
Of Jesus whom are saved
souls living within a unified field
reason amidst secularist worlds
spirit, faith and the evolution
ideas, concepts subducted like plates
professional career tectonics spelling
maths of motion
Of Spirit being-in-itself transcended
relates to God in His grace
contingent existence surpassed
the elect and non-elect flowing
according to His will.
When Photons Acquire Mass
Ideas that should have more rhyme
copyrights years rollover poets auld lang
signs even after death registration renews
ideas like gravity drumbeats hues
filtered through ceramic antennae
verborate down leafy shadows
m-theoretical sub-dimensions shaken up
into converting lofty matters from energy
before time grinds to a halt
First light big bang unto mystical end
photons gain weight and Universe closed then
red sky to night stars fall out of the sky
discontinued dimensions reshuffled well
impermanence without sound or substance held
Pre-determined physical parameters
grown with an uncertainty principal
God spake flowing reality to being
ordering monadic dimensions to start brightly
thus waves would roll to shores and sand from the sea
Jesus would save those with faith.
After the First Day
This puffed up world shoots itself
too often like a tired soldier
right through the foot
it writhes ethnic group against ethnic
like tectonic plate contact zones
merging into the highest mountains
or subducting moltenously to the lowest depths
infernal realms toward the nickel-iron core
good, beauty, peace, love, truth, hope, faith
thought, ideas, are Darwin's incidental refuse
that do not excrete, evolve, flow, compile
like fighting iguanas or rock slides
trees fall in silent forests
without ears to transform sound waves
into noise/ideas
Evolution is the idea valuing non-ideas
a non-sentient progenitor of mass change
for-itself
nature's ossified and serial praxis
progress to fossils and non-values of the
in-itself
Anti-gravity from an other verse punched out
the Big Bang expansion from a unified field
infinity of singular space time
relativity of mass-time unto itself
from the source mode
to disparate space-time cosmos reassembling
galaxies in nuclear, electroweak, strong
gravitational bonding
together as sum sun one infinitely to itself
or perhaps a cold, dark scattering of ashes
across forever expanding space-time
beyond us, time is before us all
within infinite yet bounded motions as creations
Relativity curves everything transitioning
time, velocity, mass
personal world-lines through life
experiencing individual, phenomenal
concatenations of forces
seeming to mind as existence;
Darwin's evolution/motion/change paradigm
notwithstanding
God said Let there be light, and there was light
and the darkness comprehended it not...
it was the end of the first day.
Assembly for the Spirit ©2000GIBSON
Free spirit is
an essence of the wind
time is a shadow’s net
through which the soul passes
Striking new chords
a pointillist harmony in motion
an essence of the wind
isn’t spirit free?
For God so loved the world
is one’s spirit ever free?
Jesus is His only begotten Son
matter is matter just to be
The Spirit is the comforter
a divine peace, love
to in-dwell the soul
as frequencies assembled seem.
A Greeting for Janus’ Composure
Life is a long and interesting experience
which may sometimes be an arduous phenomenon
challenging the soul to trial through action or inaction
Solomon saying all is vanity
also remarked of life’s brevity
-all that one has is time
that passes on in instants
and is itself an instant
Are you sure of whom you want to see
or what you want to do?
Have you heard the gentle call of God
within and without ?
experienced the eagle climbing high
upon rising winds aloft
in flight this very hour
as the Earth moves in its 7 billion year old race
with time about the brilliant star
hanging by the most slender thread of gravity
on the Milky Way’s edge, deep in the center of nowhere
everywhere
Don’t you hear the call of liberty whispering
her sweet song? For you she grows the trees
the grass in the fields and flowers in the meadows
and asks you to journey outside and beyond
in this season of a thousand reasons
the planets have been sewn
for the harvest of the age of opportunity.
Christ was resurrected/anon
Jerusalem 1500 x 1500
19th century planks of resource use
a minotaur loose in the labyrinth
snorting, moving, a political scientist
examines bell curve artifact jars of Knossus
Fires of ancient cliff dwellers, Mohenjo Daro
Clarence, broadcaster from the tower uptown
excavates flickering fire flies in amber
from a pile of marked down stuff
Premises with major conclusions
a lifework of branch diagrams
chewing over choice decisions
leaves a greenwave design business growing
Mynd is either carnal or spiritual
carnal flesh draws to flesh
yet the Lord Jesus overcame sin
Christ is the only way to God the Father.
Drawdown Moored
Dimensional ideas for surfaces and solids
upstairs, downstairs living the arts
seasons subtly shaping compound sentences
broadcast microplop windows blown up
into hypertext heuristics
Like a conflict of different drummers
creampuffs collide into cumulus mergers
disparate concepts transform into inventions
waveformers cast the heavy sculpture of praxis
to the moon like a vat of solid pellets
that almost floats
Tool using culture around the whirld
restless natives, empty universe
devised with magnifying solar lasers
heating the cool outer planets
charging system shuttlecraft launched
as drumsticks through a linear accelerator
experience to learn peace, progress and Jesus Christ.
Freedom to Choose Jesus
Mapungubwe, Maghreb, Pate, ha nahar, Ibn Tumart
impulse drives contend for the love of God
Pastor of the mysterious river of time
He put forces of heaven in esse
majestically made life ist
words of Jesus shine as the sun
Perfect High Priest and final sacrifice
atoning for the fallen nature of man
saving those whom believe to eternal life
Jesus, tempted at its pinnacle
anon said not a stone of it would be left standing
Herod’s temple gone with fire and wind
transformed to a desolate temple mount
City of Peace stumbling block
dome or reconstructed temple
would it be the platform for the anti-christ
with broadcast team to deify it in audience share?
Chumalungma, Yenesei, Yukon, Mare Ibrium
vain babblings and oppositions of science
ambling walkabouts, geo researches, time flows
Isaac and Ishmael forked at Beer-sheba
humanity must choose at the cross.
From the Sphere at the Edge of a Dream ©1993GIBSON
For this sphere’s lost soul’s Jesus walked
then into Jerusalem
time talks like irreversible physics
to this being Jesus was
into the being-for-others of social reality
Deliverer to the In-itself
Redeemer unto eternal life
that cosmos of one/none before the event horizon
three-in-one and every mortal’s dreams
to this being Jesus was
into the being-for-others of social organization
deliverer to the In-itself
For the people of this sphere Jesus talked
then to Jerusalem and crucifixion
overcoming the demons of hell to rise
on the third day
The Creator for many is a faith
transcending the temporal ekstasis
thermodynamics of past, present, future
with mercy, wisdom, salvation and eternity.
In the World ©1992GIBSON
For what sound can the mortal listen
beyond the footsteps of a dream
within their twilight world the system
seeks not the light nor the living stream
Jesus is the way and the truth
for alpha and omega begins and ends in one space
perhaps to journey to another people
or resurrect other lives
These forces of the world in political clashes
totalizers, communes, socialized fascists
evolve through decades as new spring plants
like a Bodhisattva political action committee
in the world yet not of it...
the Christian must live on faith
for what sound can the mortal listen
beyond the footsteps of a dream
within their twilight world the system
will not seek the light nor the living stream
When the temple is rebuilt
in the new Jerusalem and Earth
the saved will worship the Spirit
they were in the world and yet not of it.
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