Poem Study: Sin and Sacrifice

The sun has risen. All is well.

A soft rain falls. All is well. 

The hummingbird flits. To and fro. 

Why does he flutter so? 

What is his goal?

A violent staccato. 

A flower’s soul. 

The wind in the trees. All is well.

The gentle waves. All is well.

Hand raised in anger. Descending. 

a loud crack, contacting 

The boy crying out 

A vile fathers face sneering

Sympathy without 

The birds are chirping. All is well. 

A girl laughs with joy. All is well. 

Snapping of wood, brightly burning 

The falling roof, crushing 

How will they escape? 

Prostrate, faint prayers offering. 

A burning landscape. 

I see all these things 

In their face my voice is spent

Life and its many stings 

The hurting cry out in lament 

I cannot answer them.

I cannot answer them.

I cannot answer them.

For they have not known you Father 

Show them your face 

The Lord will not suffer dishonor 

A crown of thorns. 

He whispers, the women weep. 

A dark sky warns. 

A great weight displaced, the price steep. 

The curtain is torn. All is Well. 

The son has risen. All is Well.