The Sacred Body--By Marcus Omer--United States

The Sacred Body

The fount of life reposed within your breast.

It nurtures still the ones whose fathers bled;

who sleep the sleep, unabated blissful rest,

where mysteries of life in truth were read.

The ones of book and breadth would never guess

or look with learned eyes on simple joy

which comes from love submissive, though ageless,

in sacred birth where sin cannot destroy.

From living springs, we sip of timeless bliss,

for passions numbered earthly will depart.

Let creatures humbled share in hallowed kiss

and drink to fill each soul, to cleanse each heart.

      This living spring o’er final death doth reign,

      for long ago a sinless lamb was slain.

Marcus Omer became serious about writing after he retired in 1997. He draws his inspiration from the many emotions we experience in life. He has published Of Sunshine and Clouds with iUniverse and The Winding Road with Shadow Poetry. He’s also published in Snippets, The Magic of Words and several issues of Golden Words.