I have posted this here before, probably more than once. However seeing as how this is the 40th anniversary of the events depicted in the poem, I thought it appropriate to post it today. Besides this is perhaps my favorite poem that I wrote.
That Night in the Temple
A warm spring night in the temple
He spoke of standing at time’s dawn
Given the choice of when to live
Flying through times and places past
Ancient Egypt, Greece and Rome
Seeing his namesake hammer in hand
Lincoln signing the Proclamation
And on to when and where he was
Choosing to live in his own time
To witness mankind face its problems
Forced to deal with them at last
Standing in the temple that night
He spoke of threats against his life
Told of the difficult days ahead
Said longevity didn’t concern him
For he just wanted to do God’s will
He had been to the mountaintop
Looked over, seen the Promised Land
Assured his audience that in the future
Although he might not be with them
His people would get to the Promised Land
He was happy that night, fearing no man
His eyes had seen the glory of the coming
The next day his own life came to an end
How many years in the future did he see
When he looked from the mountaintop?
When will man reach the Promised Land
He foretold of that night in the temple?
1.15.01
Copyright © Shadowy Poet/E.D.Q. 2001
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