Capital City

Capital City

A Poem by PoetryofProvidence

              I am a captive

   and a prisoner of your affections

    draw me with robes of purple

      wrapped with cords of silver  

              let me embrace you

 ten thousand times ten thousand nights

        with four times as many days

        until I can no longer distinguish

that there are two            but only one   us

                   and upon my lips

        the exclamations of exaltations


         you have produced prosperity

           for all peoples of the lands

      enlarged the bounties meant for all

Words of healing spring forth like waterfalls

           that saturate a thirsty earth

        a  river that descends to all nations

your generousity       the filling       of every table

    and the wine of gladness            every cup

until one cannot see     and end ever to your goodness

    forgotten the former times      like a nightmare

          no longer able to be remembered

                    take me in your net

                 thread me with your song

                  where the dance of joy

       has filled the courtyard      of our home  

                              Oh Zion

                  the capital city of the King

         and you oh barren woman will give birth

                     for your repurchaser


                the treasures of the nations

              being collected together the gifts

             that will adorn the Kings storehouse


             will flow the restoration  of all things

     Every gem of kindness     decorates your halls

      the true wealth of the nations belongs to you

             and your surpassing loving kindness


  I will extoll before you and all the families of the earth

                       You oh Royal Residence

                        decoration of the nations

           to be filled with the Song of the Bridegroom     

                          and the Song of the Bride

                    the crowning birth of the Diadem

                      the nursery for the nations

                       for you shall raise them up

with tender compassions and the milk of loving kindnesses

         and kindle a longing for the attributes of love


                   This gift is for you Oh Israel

                       the dwelling your maker

                    has constructed to house you

           Within Jah has placed the well spring of life

                 the everlasting presence of your King              

                       Amen , come Lord Jesus

 

sources Isaiah 54 , 62

Revelation 21 ,  22

 

 

COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller

via Duboff Law Group LLC

© 2011 PoetryofProvidence


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