I wrote this poem for Easter 2010. “Soon” By Christine Taylor (March 2010) Tonight Jesus prays in the Garden. The Last Supper things are put away Passover is past In Gethsemane, disciples are sleeping and their Lord is alone. And He will stay that way. In the next few hours He will face torment and death — Alone. Soon, soon He will surge up from the cold stone Unwind the corpse wrappings Kick down the big rock they thought would stop Him – Soon. But not tonight. Tonight is the alone time The desperate prayer time The sweating-blood time With “Let this cup pass from me!” “… but oh my…

Ezra Pound was a famous poet but hardly a shining example of Christian living. So I was surprised to find this poem by him, thanks to John Eldridge of Ransomed Heart Ministries. I loved it and hope you will to. Ballad of the Goodly Fere by Ezra Pound HA’ we lost the goodliest fere o’ all For the priests and the gallows tree? Aye lover he was of brawny men, O’ ships and the open sea. When they came wi’ a host to take Our Man His smile was good to see, “First let these go!” quo’ our Goodly Fere, “Or I’ll see ye damned,” says he. Aye he sent…