Reality Poem by Doug Blair

Reality



And I awoke

And saw a crowd of singers

Loudly rehearsing

The victories of their King.

Crutches and prosthetics

Discarded

New skin formed over

Past troubles

Vision twenty-twenty

And hearing right on key.

The celebration embodying

My journey’s hope

Of family and forgiveness

Of danger’s dwindling snarl.

The inner Spring given voice

Now free from any reticence

From past stumblings

Shame or confusion.

This was the real

Behind the screen of struggle

Inequity and clamour.

This was Heaven.

And Jesus arrived…

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Christians know somewhere inside that they are citizens of Heaven. They have studied the travelogue. They trust the guides. Thy look forward to incomparable accommodation. The Host is forever on-call.
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Doug Blair

Doug Blair

London, Ontario, Canada
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