{"id":384,"date":"2025-04-21T21:19:25","date_gmt":"2025-04-22T02:19:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/?p=384"},"modified":"2025-04-21T21:19:25","modified_gmt":"2025-04-22T02:19:25","slug":"death-bowed-his-head","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2025\/04\/21\/death-bowed-his-head\/","title":{"rendered":"Death Bowed His Head"},"content":{"rendered":"

This should have gone out Friday. It\u2019s a somber reflection for the Monday after Easter, but it came too late for me to post on Friday. Take it as looking back on the other side, having gone through the darkest day, looking at the night from the light of the morning.<\/em><\/p>\n

The sun bowed its head and the earth forsook
\nThe earth trembled and refused to look.
\nThe whole of creation rejected that hill
\nWhere their creator hung anguished and still.<\/p>\n

A cry from heaven broke the firmament
\nAs their king and creator hung torn and rent.
\nHis voice lifted up it\u2019s final call
\nAs he bowed his head and died for all.<\/p>\n

The hosts of heaven could not break the holy chain
\nAs evil\u2019s laughter pealed and rang.
\nBut death stood quiet on that hill
\nAnd waited, patient, as a hand tore the veil.<\/p>\n

Unseen by all, death bowed his head
\nAnd his master\u2019s spirit onward led.
\nDown to his realm of empty souls
\nWhere Life Himself came to take them home.<\/p>\n

Death Bowed His Head<\/em> copyright \u00a9 Heather Strickler 2025 all rights reserved.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This should have gone out Friday. It\u2019s a somber reflection for the Monday after Easter, but it came too late for me to post on Friday. Take it as looking back on the other side, having gone through the darkest day, looking at the night from the light of the morning. 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