The Kingdom Prism: A May Day Poem

The Kingdom Prism:  A May Day Poem

by Chad M. Krouse

Red, the color of love, the color of blood, the color of revolution.  

The blood of the martyrs, shed for Him.

The blood of our Lord, shed for us.

Red, the longest wavelength discernible to the human eye.

Who are these?  These are those who passed through the great ordeal

and have been washed white in the blood of the Lamb.

Red refracted through the Kingdom prism begets pure white.

You, God, have made of one blood all the peoples of the earth.

"This is my blood which is shed for you, so that every sin may be forgiven."  Red on earth makes white in heaven; 

so fight for the poor,

the widow,

the hungry,

the naked,

and the marginalized.

Truly, let justice roll down like a torrent of red transformed into heavenly white, for God's Divine Commonwealth is among us. 

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This poem has been published on the Anglo-Catholic Socialism website.  Click on this link to view the poem there.

Sweet Book Plate

I came across this book plate in a copy of William Temple's Christus Veritas. The owner has impeccable taste!  Click on the photo to enlarge it.  

Brother Sun Sister Moon

I recently watched Franco Zeffirelli's movie on the life of Saint Francis, "Brother Sun, Sister Moon." I purchased it on iTunes; it was worth it! Here is the conversion scene. Check the movie out, I highly recommend it!

A Published Poet

I received word today from the editors at Anglican Digest that a poem of mine is to be published in their next edition.  Funny thing, I submitted it over a year ago and completely forgot about it!  I wrote this in February 2008 as I was preparing a sermon on the Feast of the Transfiguration.  I liked the idea of us--we, the Body of Christ--being bread to the world.  Admittedly, though, it is not my favorite poem or even my best work.  It's always interesting to see what others think of your work.  Nonetheless, after several various submissions, I can now claim to be a published poet!  

These Transfigured Loaves

by Chad M. Krouse

O Jesus,

your body for us:

taken, blessed, broken, and given. 

We, O Lord, are yours.

Come, O Come we sing:

The light that transfigures us

turns us into bread for your world. 

It returns to you not empty, but 

fills hungry mouths with insatiable

strength.

We too, O Lord, are loaves taken, blessed,

broken, and given to the world. 

We lay our sacrifice upon your altar

and all creation rejoices with you.

For we are bread.