Wednesday, 17 December 2014

In His name

He was born, He was raised, He was finished and known.
Son of God and Mariah, he was on His own.
In His name, though, those four undertakings are worn.
That is, if you are lovely and sweet as the corn.

There is hope, there is love, there is peace, there is joy.
In His name we should be, both the girl and the boy.
We should end up as corn does which has turned to bread.
Jesus showed us the way. Let the bread be your head.

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This poem is published on my site "The poetry of Vaccinius" | here |.
I have put a link to this post on the blog hop of "dVerse" | here |.


  1. The Bread of life...have a Merry Christmas, Anders.

  2. As Victoria said... Our Bread of Life

  3. Let the bread be your head... yes

  4. Unleavened bread is the body of Christ; often many people forget that. In church services, Communon with leavened bread, I feel the fervor is faked; nice take on the prompt, A.

  5. Bread is ourselves.. Yes let us raise to be our best.

  6. The Bread of Life is all we need. Have a merry, blessed Christmas.




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