Finished in the New Creation: a poem by Graham Kings

Finished in the New Creation

The flourishing hand of Bach,

interweaving the sum of his works,

leaves unfinished

his Art of Fugue,

interrupted, solely,

by the glory of God.

The measureless hand of Coleridge,

dreaming an early work,

leaves unfinished

his Kubla Khan,

interrupted, perhaps,

by the person from Porlock.

The impressive hand of Turner,

evoking multiple works,

leaves unfinished

his paintings in progress,

interrupting exhibits,

by adding light touches.

All are finished, completed, perfected,

in the new creation of God.

Graham Kings

Easter Day 2009

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