Nanny had unwrapped
The christening gown
Handed down through
The generations
Grandma hand-knitted
The booties
Laced them with
Pure white ribbon
The God parents
Presented a shawl
White as fallen snow
And we stood together
Beside the font
And welcomed him
Into the family of
Christ
The Nine Worthies
Figures of history?
Men of scripture?
Men steeped in myth or
legend?
Any or all might apply
But these figures
personified
The chivalric ideals
Of the medieval world.
Three of the nine were
pagans
Hector prince of Troy,
Slain by Achilles
Alexander the great
Conqueror of the
world,
Julius Caesar,
Founder of a dynasty
Three of the nine were
Jewish
Joshua, Apprentice of
Moses
And leader of the
Israelites
David, of the house of
David,
Second King of Israel
Judas Maccabeus,
leader
Of the Maccabean
revolt
Three of the nine were
Christian
King Arthur of
Camelot,
Fair and just
Charlemagne, the first
Holy Roman Emperor
Godfrey of Bouillon,
first ruler
Of the Kingdom of
Jerusalem
These nine worthies
Were considered
paragons
Of the ideals of
chivalry
On mystical quests
The medieval knights
Sought the Holy Grail
They journeyed far
And widely searched
For a fine Golden cup
Bejewelled with gems
A challis fit for a
King
Used at the last
supper
By Christ himself
But these brave
knights
Were doomed to fail
Christ did not live as
a King
He was a Carpenter
And a poor carpenters
cup
Would not have been
Crafted in Gold
And encrusted with
Jewels
It would be a simple
cup
Carved from wood
A humble vessel
For the son of God
God sat upon his throne
In the presence of the
chosen
All was well in
paradise
It was a special day
in heaven
There was a quiet
mutter abroad
And the flutter of
Angels wings
Before a silent hush
descended
And the heavenly
chorus sings
God is on the Web waiting for your prayer
You can easily find
Him if you look around
There is no video
link, Skype or live chat
But if you have faith
it will be profound
Of course if an
atheist was to click the link
It would respond with “Page
not found”
Within the silent echo
Of the last rites
As the last words of
life
Reluctantly give way
To the first words of death
God reaches out his hand
And you alluringly
ascend
On comforting wings
Candlemas Day,
The festival of lights
40 days after Epiphany
Is celebrated to mark
The Presentation of
Christ
In The Temple,
