Acts 1

Acts 1

Theophilus, I told you in Book One
about how Jesus (God’s begotten son)
began to teach in earnest & perform
decidedly & take large worlds by storm.
When Jesus rose to heaven after giving
his various apostles help in living,
he had the jauntiness to render clear
how perfectly he always should be near.
For forty days quite after he had died
while suffering immensely, he still tried
to be with his apostles now & then
& help them be the Godliest of men.
Once, while with them & sharing some good food,
he spoke to them of God’s resplendent mood
& of the need to wait until some gift
might baptize them & help their spirits lift.
So curious those brave apostles were
they asked if any power might defer
on Israel a status rather fresh
that could allow its tending to remesh.
To all such questions Jesus clearly gave
an answer speaking of how facts should pave
mysterious bright patterns thoroughly
with concepts God would lend rich harmony.
“You’ll be my witnesses nigh everywhere,”
he told them with his voice beyond compare;
&, after saying that, he suddenly
rose up among some clouds as if with glee.
Those mere disciples then included (say)
such speculations as might quell dismay.
Men (two thereof) invested in white robes
now stood straight up & looked like xenophobes.
“O Galileans,” those two men intoned,
“You stare straight up, & some of you have groaned.
Now Jesus once again is back in heaven --
yet, he may soon descend (like fallen leaven?).”
Back to Jerusalem, one half a mile
from the famed Mount of Olives, in a style
inviting rest, all twelve of the apostles
seemed likely to shine brighter than mere fossils.
They wended straight upstairs in that same house
wherein they dwelt & had no wish to grouse.
Their names, quite knowable, we needn’t list,
since all of them stayed faithful to some gist.
They met sincerely & were steeped in prayer,
& Mary (Jesus’ mother) soon was there.


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