A Journey Of Thoughts…. Poem by MBJ Pancras

I leave my body retire awhile on a day,
And I let my mind traverse through ages:
Far from the present the mind travels,
And hath reached the Garden of Eden,
In joy and peace were my first parents walking with God,
Everywhere across the garden fragrance of flowers spread,
There was sun and light, but neither heat nor sweat,
There was night, but no darkness, to sleep in peace,
I see Adam couched on the lap of Eve,
And Eve with her love and tenderness singing,
Song birds twittering, darling birds in love making with their pairs.
Alas! A serpent sneaks into the garden onto the tree of knowledge,
Look at its fangs! Aren't they glamorous beauty?
Be still! Watch how the intruder sneaks and sits on the tree,
The fruit doth look glittering; my mind is shaken a bit:
Ah! It's indeed looking splendid.
Eve is offered the fruit glittering, and she eats it,
Adam sheds tears of Eve's fall,
And out of love for her he too eats,
A silent thunderbolt strikes the garden,
And in no time the intruder walks away triumphantly,
The sun begins emitting heart and there is sweat everywhere.
My mind tremors and quits the garden in micro seconds.

Isaac is led onto the mount of sacrifice like a lamb,
The father of faith leads his only son to the altar,
My mind stands in awe of his obedience unto God
That he shalt offer his son for his God.
My mind stoops with conflict within:
Can I obey God like Abraham?


My mind watches Moses with his rod to strike the rock,
He strikes the rock and water flows for his people.
The Ten Commandments carved on blocks of rock seen there,
Irony plays its role with a comical strain:
Idols of beasts made of gold and silver sprout,
And wail of foreign notes heard amidst people.
The black notes trouble my mind, so quits instantly.



My mind halts nowhere on its pathway, but with glimpses of ages,
Untold acts of mischief; deliberate disobedience ‘gainst God,
The people of god seen amongst their mute deities.
Have no tolerance with their acts of mischief, my mind escapes the way.

Grief-stricken souls are seen between the horizons,
Groans and lamentations echo the bleak sky,
Agony transforming with broken notes ripped off,
Uncomely acts of people publicized free of cost,
Powers of rulers command the innocent souls,
Unseemly sacrileges become sporadic within congregations,
Bills and currencies play the demon role,
Cocktail tragedies enacted amongst shadows,
Dogmas and doctrines turn magical chanting.
Passing the way of dangers in survival, my minds fleets away.

Lo, my body feels jolted, and my mind returns to me,
And I am bent down thinking of life around me,
Looking above, seeking God in Christ,
I raise my voice unto Him:
"Save the world; save Thy people."