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Easter Haiku #7 - Saturday, Holy Week

Posted: 31 March 2018

Easter Haiku #7 – Saturday, Holy Week

The in-between day.
This fearful day of shadows.
Time to hope and pray.

Bill Adair

Poem for the Day - The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W. B. Yeats

Posted: 31 March 2018

Poem for the Day

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core. 

The Lake Isle of Innisfree
William Butler Yeats

Easter Haiku #6 - Friday, Holy Week - Good Friday

Posted: 30 March 2018

Easter Haiku #6 – Friday, Holy Week - Good Friday

Was this the moment
The world darkened forever?
The day of rent veils.

Watch how women weep,
Soldiers gamble for a robe,
Dying thieves argue.

Peter, face hidden,
In denial and afraid,
Listens for cock-crow.

Then, the chosen one,
Traitor Judas hangs in doubt,
Dangling like Christmas.

Bill Adair

Poem for the Day - When I Survey The Wondrous Cross by Issac Watts

Posted: 30 March 2018

Poem for the Day 
Something appropriate for Good Friday. People of all faiths and people of none can’t help appreciate the beautiful poetry in this old hymn.

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

When I Survey The Wondrous Cross 
Issac Watts

Easter Haiku #5 Thursday, Holy Week - The Last Supper

Posted: 29 March 2018

Easter Haiku #5 – Thursday, Holy Week - The Last Supper

Washing dirty feet,
Service before sacrifice,
Shows humility.

Broken bread and wine.
This eve of pre-ordained doom.
Upper room farewell.

Bill Adair

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