The Seasons: A Poem

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Sunrise over Amazing Grasses Family Farm The mad Artist wields His brush, Painted colors rush, To life and give flush, Before the quiet autumn hush. The life seems to pour, As colors fall to the floor, To be seen no more, Outside the dark, grey door. Brightness from below, Sun upon the snow, High, cold clouds blow, Flakes and ice appear to grow. The man melts with little seen, Underneath, pale, grey green, Hides life in dark unseen, Waits for warmth and to careen. Buds on branches show, Patience starts to grow, Trickles, streams and veins flow, Bringing fruits of melted snow. Sprung to life it springs, Bees, birds, sound rings, Lush green flings, Its gift bounty brings. Green growth gives one last rush, Underneath the Painter's brush. The mad Artist wields His brush, before the quiet autumn hush. More poetry is available from James M. Hahn in  The Last Dragon and Other Poems  available now. My new book of cryptogram puzzles " Secret Messages from the Saints " is avai
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The Cleansing of the Temple: A Poem

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November 9th
Basilica of St. John Lateran (The Pope's Cathedral) in Rome
Feast of the Dedication of the Basilica of St. John Lateran, Rome

John 2:13-22

The temple was filled,
With dirt and grime,
Selling and cheating,
Lying and crime.

Zeal for the temple,
Consumed Our Lord.
Turning over tables,
Many looked for the door.

There is no escape,
From the filth inside,
Except by a scourging,
Of our deepest pride.

The temple, the body.
The whip, confession.
Read the Gospel closely,
To understand this lesson.

The body is the temple,
Of the Holy Spirit, this is true.
Christ has zeal for your temple,
And with the holy whip will renew.

Submit to the cleansing,
Cast out what is unclean,
And like your dear Savior,
Rise again to be seen.

Share in the Resurrection,
Will be yours on that day,
If you clean your temple,
And cry, "Take these things away."

FROM THE SAINTS - "Whenever we come to a church, we must prepare our hearts to be as beautiful as we expect this church to be. Do you wish to find this basilica immaculately clean? Then do not soil your soul with the filth of sins. Do you wish this basilica to be full of light? God too wishes that your soul be not in darkness, but that the light of good works shine in us, so that he who dwells in the heavens will be glorified. Just as you enter into this church building, so God wishes to enter into your soul..." - Saint Caesarius of Arles (taken from the Liturgy of the Hours for the Feast of the Dedication of Saint John Lateran)

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