Once upon a time-ish,
An ancient voice did call.
Men before God responded, collecting a mighty haul.
Ever the saintly clad, reason so assured,
You got what you deserved, from every evil cured.
In stages, God did send,
Our lives in newest trend.
Listen, hear, behold,
How many times must you be told?
Summer sun, glittering glow,
Frosty chill, blowing snow.
A thousand words—nature’s parables did cry,
Spirits recognize passion with a lofty sigh.
Forgive them, Lord, they know not what they do.
Honesty, I wonder, have they ever had a clue?
Lie to me, with me, through me.
Despite deceit, your friend I be.
Except in the end,
Spirits break—not bend.
Between beast and divine,
Arms open wide—Yours and mine.
In our glory, fools shatter.
In perfection, our souls do matter.
God’s glory do we seek,
In nature, human, divine, He speaks.
Timeless, Eternal Word,
Soul’s longing cry,
Finally heard.
Thanks for sharing this touched my heart.