Rope Of His Attentive Love © Surazeus 2026 10 25 Sunlight streams in stained-glass window of Christ as Shepherd herding sheep in river vale inside the Seventh-day Adventist Church on hilltop in small town of Keene in Texas where people in flower dresses and suits gather on Saturday morning for Sabbath. Exiting the large Sabbath School classroom with his leather Bible pressed to his chest, Albert glides with large crowd in long hallways and downstairs to main sanctuary hall where he sits beside his mother and sisters, but hopes to see sweet angel of his heart. Pastor Ron Halverson, who had grown up as a Beachcomber gangster in Brooklyn, steps up to the podium on the broad stage, looking like Stephen King in a gray suit, and points up to stained-glass window of Christ to illustrate his role as selfless Savior. The Lord of Truth is Shepherd of my soul, for his bounty supplies all that I need, so I lie in pasture by tranquil stream after his guidance through dark vale of fear restores my soul with fruit from Tree of Life when we feast in safe haven of his care. When I was young in wild streets of New York, my friends and I would play a dangerous game where we would tie long rope of haughty faith on southern side of the high Brooklyn Bridge, then dive into swift tide of the East River that flows swift to the Upper New York Bay. Diving down in swift tides of the East River, that flushes back and forth for hours each day, is like our plunge into flow of desire, so we would have to breathe deep breath of hope and swim up fast enough to grab the rope, or tides of greed would sweep our souls away. Our Shepherd Jesus reaches down his hand with loving gesture of the bridge-bound rope, so we must reach our hands with honest faith to grab strong rope of his attentive love and climb with faith back to the sturdy bridge to secure our place in Heaven with God. After they sing the hymn Amazing Grace, Albert searches through the large milling crowd till he finds Daphne Stuart in green dress with blue eyes and gold curly hair who smiles when he gives her small box of chocolate, and she gives him her painting of a horse.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus finds several people washed up on the shore of Liberty Island who failed to grab the rope after they dove off the Brooklyn Bridge into the River Styx.
ReplyDeleteThis is a rare autobiographical poem because, except for the name of the girl, this is an accurate description of one day in my life when I was about 12 sometime in 1976.
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