Verily Embrace the Dying of the Light

Do not pioneer into that good night,
Nor even ensue with impoverished sight,
Verily embrace the dying of the light.

Gushing headlong into Adamic grey,
Remember who seized his Son's faithful fall,
Vicarious, enfleshed, my sorrow today.
Verily embrace the failure of the night.

When bending sickle's compass came,
Dressed and draped in bloodguilt's plight,
Accuser of the Brethren yield:
Comes now the Christ encased the same,
to cleave to God in Preston's name,
Wherefore our Holy Dad delights.

Do not fall first into that fair night,
Fear not your frail and fickle frame.
Comes now he to give of his name,
Verily embrace the dying of the light. 1

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1 I owe partial poetic inspiration and structure to Welsh Poet Dylan Thomas' well-known work, "Do not go gentle into that good night." I also owe dearest thanks to Chesney Crouch who brought back to my attention a wonderful article by C. Baxter Kruger entitled, "The Hermeneutical Nightmare and the Reconciling Work of Jesus Christ," one of many sublime chapters in the book, An Introduction to Torrance Theology.