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The Son of Righteousness

by Paul Purday

The sky is black, the sullen stars are rushing
The firmament is trembling as the sea
The arch of beauty carries the sun's blushing
The faintest lightest tinge it seems to me
Hopeful I wait, the coming of the morning
Without a cloud, approaching as the dawning
A longed for hope at heaven's balcony.

That blush of hope will see the far horizon
Fill many hearts, for there is something more
A something that escapes mankind's attention
They cannot see the whisper of that shore
But faith can see what others are not seeing
And wait with joyful hope within their being
For a new day, a glorious opened door.

The rays burst forth, the Sunshine is arising
The dazzle and the blaze of the new day
The Son of Righteousness is mesmerising
King over all, clothed in divine display
At last, those golden healing wings are sailing
Through heavenly lands while myriad hosts are hailing
God's gilded path and universal sway.

This poem was a finalist in the August 2023 poetry contest

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