The Sphere

A sphere of black the earth around

and daily year by night

more dark with grime and smudge becomes

as spreads the ancient blight

of sin’s deluding reverie

and people bound.

It breaks like new, the hope-full old

that here and born tonight:

that flash of glow, the light to come

an ancient spark foretold

that lights a burning renaissance

and rescue found.  

It shatters in a thousand panes

the sphere of darkened death.

As life bursts forth in stunning rays

And breaks the captive chains

in single glorious living shine

the Second Adam praised and crowned.

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