Behold, I Make All Things New
Swords into plowshares
Pruning hooks into spears
Mourning into dancing
Laughter from our tears
Dry bones into flesh
Peace from raging storms
Creation ex nihilo
Our very shape and form
Small meals into banquets
New life out of death
Hope from our despair
Humanity out of breath
All things and more you do
As you make all things new
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FCM Member Josh Wright is a hospital chaplain in Oklahoma City. News about his poetry and other writing can be found on his website at joshwrites.net
Transition takes various forms and modes. Stories left untold. Some heartbreak, some bold Yet, all lead to similar roads Cancer found within the breast. From life of joy to one with little rest Hopes turn to fears unsuppressed. And dreams die under duress. Liver decay found out late. Desire transplant but body may not wait.
