Episode 13: My Dad's Poem
Music - "Canon in D" - Johan Pachelbel - Piano by Jessica Roemischer
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In loving memory of my dear dad, on the occasion of what would have been his 89th birthday, I share a poem that he wrote. It's a poem called, "Fall and Resurrection," and that poem, which I helped him with some time before he passed, is now meaningful in ways I could never have imagined.
"Fall and Resurrection"
by John Roemischer
Walk with me down a country road,
And be blinded by a massive flight of red and yellow leaves,
And gold.
It’s nature's fall, a seasonal celebration of a divine demise,
But with no pain.
For no one cries out,
no one pleads for God’s mercy,
Embedded in nature is God’s seminal power of resurgence.
The intoxications of fall and spring, for which neither faith
Nor reason is required,
Are sufficient evidence of God’s presence.
Walk with me in an Etesian spring through a forest of moving limbs,
Of wings embracing of lifting winds,
Of massive fields of bending grass,
And listen,
There’s no echoing voice celebrating God’s help,
God’s salvation,
For all living beings, like Roses of Jericho
Patiently anticipate the promised resurrection.
Walk with me once more on a country path, into a sun-filled clearing,
And discover immortalized Resurrection Ferns
Returning to full bloom.
"Fall and Resurrection"
by John Roemischer
Walk with me down a country road,
And be blinded by a massive flight of red and yellow leaves,
And gold.
It’s nature's fall, a seasonal celebration of a divine demise,
But with no pain.
For no one cries out,
no one pleads for God’s mercy,
Embedded in nature is God’s seminal power of resurgence.
The intoxications of fall and spring, for which neither faith
Nor reason is required,
Are sufficient evidence of God’s presence.
Walk with me in an Etesian spring through a forest of moving limbs,
Of wings embracing of lifting winds,
Of massive fields of bending grass,
And listen,
There’s no echoing voice celebrating God’s help,
God’s salvation,
For all living beings, like Roses of Jericho
Patiently anticipate the promised resurrection.
Walk with me once more on a country path, into a sun-filled clearing,
And discover immortalized Resurrection Ferns
Returning to full bloom.