Second Prize in Category 2: 2009 Christian Publishers Poetry Prize $100
About this Christian Poet:
Karen Winterburn lives in Glenview, Illinois with her husband. They have four grown sons and two beautiful granddaughters. Karen works in Adult Faith Formation and Bible Study in her parish church, St. Catherine Laboure. She has written articles and contributed chapters to two books on evangelization and apologetics. She writes poetry as a means of understanding and expressing a relationship with God.
Looking for the Lamb
She's looking, looking for the Lamb, my Son.
The thicket-ram, the Pesach blood declare
the lover We betook ourselves to spare
expects You: grieves, pines for the heart she's won.
She's waiting, waiting for the Word to stun
silence long endured, leap down from his lair,
speak comfort to his bride, her burden share:
taste her bitterness. Go, My Glory---run!
Ah Father, my delight's to speak your heart!
Your sore creation aches within Me, pleads
till Truth untie the lie tied at the start.
I run! Your Word made Flesh, your Mercy speeds
to soothe, to woo this bride, the lie outsmart,
as Flesh made Lamb takes on her wound and bleeds.
Copyright ©2009 by Karen Winterburn