A New Box
We substitute
Tendency to loot
From Box to
Box
Compartmentalizing
Our way
Thru each & every
Day
A Box for home
A Box for work
A Box for fun
Then
the tiniest, tiniest box
Finally for our spirit
& God
So in they go
Into the larger Boxes
What we believe to be
Major spaces of our lives
But the most important parts
We then minimalize
Why do we put God
In a box so tiny
After all He is large
Runs a universe
So very shiny
With suns & moons
Black holes
Created endless numbers
Of souls
Let Him have all
Your Boxes
So give it a
Shot
Take God out
Of that smallest
Box
Pour the contents
Of all your Boxes
Into God’s large one
In that way
They might all
Become the same
He & His Son
Will be sure to run
Each Box’s contents
With only
The very best of intents
And extreme care
For He only wants to share
Himself,
that Ultimate Paradise
With you!
SoulSails 