Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Poem 010

Invitation
My ways are higher than your ways.
Don’t spend your money on false bread;
come drink and banquet—no one pays.

Offer unheard of all your days
till now unspoken and unread.
My ways are higher than your ways.

Invited are the castoffs, strays
where poor like you would go in dread
come drink and banquet. No one pays.

Delighted, sated all your days
hunger no more, just be well-fed.
My ways are higher than your ways.

My sun shines down in pardoning rays
while you expected wrath instead.
Come, drink and banquet. No one pays.

To you who seek Me and obey
surprising mercy is ahead.
My ways are higher than your ways.
Come drink and banquet—no one pays.

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Violet Nesdoly of Langley, British Columbia is the author of the 2012 novel Destiny's Child. She is a freelance writer and poet. Visit her website to find out more. The villanelle "Invitation" is a reflection on Isaiah 55:1.