Christian Poetry -117

In Eternity's Eye


In eternity’s eye
where there is no time
what separates one moment,
one event, from another?

Father and son, atop the mount
                                                    Father and Son, atop the mount
On no account
                                                    A flowing fount
Will they turn back
                                                    Of bloody sweat
Though a lamb they lack
                                                    Worse is coming yet

Up they continue side by side
                                                    He climbs up his path, now alone
A knife he spied
                                                    Silence cold as stone
In Father’s hand
                                                    Forsaken now
Does he understand?
                                                    He fulfills his vow

Youthful eyes rounded large with fright
                                                    Human salvation to ensure
The boy bound tight
                                                    Hand held secure
Command now dropped
                                                    Here, now, it stops
The knife is stopped
                                                    The hammer drops