In The Beginning Was The Word Poem by Brian Bouton

In The Beginning Was The Word



I N T HE B E G I NNI N G


Inward The inner oneness of God's Word
Draws us deeper to Christ Lord
Nearness Harness us to see Thee clearly
Love Thee dearly seek Thee nearly

Transcendent Before all the Sun Resplendent
Father Son interdependent
Holy The Only Son Word most Holy
Before any thought unholy
Eternal Your Word turns original Love
Eternal letters from above

Before Way back perforce no time no thing
Vast empty before angels sing
Existence Sounding unvoiced into being
Lighting the blind into seeing
God Good God unseen in vast so deep
Shepherds our souls still and asleep
Innate Wisdom and Love connate in time
Grace and Truth resonate in rhyme
Nuanced Subtle simple a genius clock
Wheels within wheels danced unlock
Numinous Sacred beauty full and luminous
Life water from Christ fountainous
Infinite Limitless God full flowing mercy
Word rivers fathomless fluency
Natural Innate gift of endless giving
Scriptural gift for the living
Grace Graced by unwon mercy and love
Embracing Him God's dove above

W A S T HE W O R D

Word In all ways there from very start
Divine love eternally heart
Assures Sure as love proven by Your death
Sustaining all with Holy breath
Surrounds Sound encircling the least of us
Energy filled enlivened dust

Transfigured Jesus' figure the three entranced
For them, visions of heaven danced
Heavenly Evenly hears all Your people
Aspiring to height of steeple
Essence Christ's presence the essence of love
A wondrous woven treasure trove

Wholly Longing to see Your Holy face
By your side, please save us a place
Original Christ virginal Creator all
Found stone we need and heed Your call
Redeemer Deem us worthy Your sacrifice
May a true love of You suffice
Divine On gospel words gossamer fine
Allow us to forever dine

By Brian Bouton, M.D. [email protected]

In The  Beginning
         Was The Word
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is an acrostic poem based on the Prologue of John from my book titled Call the Words a Sage A Language of Light Streaming from the Prologue of John 1-5
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