[after Luke 23]
I do not know why He spoke thus to me,
to make the awful effort just to say
that from this Roman cross, I go to be
with Him in that great garden, Paradise:
and not just "soon," or "sometime," but Today.
I only asked to be thought of when He
came into His Kingdom: a memory
to be contemplated from time to time.
But He promised to me a more sublime---
and (best of all) a living---destiny.
Doubt may assail me, like these biting flies.
But I know just exactly what I heard,
His promise, clear, although in great gasps spoken---
my soul will be safe even with flesh broken.
Starward
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