Poem to an Abstract

Poem to an Abstract

Star whirl
Colors twirl
In bright ribbons
Around your head
So I believe
To yourself
You said:
“I should do something
With this

Leaning forward 
With a gentle kiss
The Son said:
“I agree although
We have not a 
Compelling need
Except to perhaps
See
If this, our love,
More are willing to receive

So you spoke
And You built
Soon those colors
They filled
A universe
Of twirling shapes
Forms
Some soft
some hard, terse

So You
Built an earth
Of greens & blues
Such vibrant hues
Plants, animals
& at last your man
Such glorious life
Only Your peace
No strife

Until
We spoiled it
But 
Remember
Your Son You
Did send us
Someday will 
It be returned
And once again
We will be 
Allowed to learn
Of Your Glorious Perfection!!

New Day!

New Day!

Rushing, crashing
Waves of life
Come washing over me
From a tumultuous,
Increasingly treacherous sea!

Brokenness comes into 
The line of the shore
With a raging, angry
Dangerous roar
What is it that they want
My frail, tiny boat
At last
To completely swamp?

For this is what it seems
As to my craft I cling
And scream
Those waves keep 
Coming,
Coming
In large volumes,
Positively reams
Sent by that satan
That oh so ancient enemy

But of this life he 
Will not have the last word
Because as quickly as he comes
Away will he be turned
By a larger, grander, 
More Powerful Ship
Will he be
Destroyed,
Forever spurned 

With the unfolding of just one
Bright, white sail
satan is completely undone, 

Rising in a brighter boat
Is God’s Only Son
Golden on the horizon
As a rapidly rising sun
In Pure Joy,
That New Day of our
Lord & King has finally 
and at last come!!!

Lost World

Lost World

who would want to live
in a world without
God’s purpose
Where boundaries have no name
each human heart
choses the beginning
of its own tumultuous game

no structure
no solidity
only constant fluidity
rampant running 
from one idea to another
as they lay sunning
on rocks just waiting
another innocent
to be baiting
not realizing each stone
carries the lust of 
each heart’s own depravity

guidelines are good
standing out from the crowds 
as they should
but just make sure they come
from God’s reliable source
with them you may run
a more worthy course
of purpose
not caught in a nervous circus
so stay away from the
darkened service
of a ‘Lost World’

Miracle

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Miracle

What would cause
A god
Of any kind
Rich, wealthy
Most sublime

To step 
From His perfection’s
Heaven 
To literally
Slum
With us?

This was no impulse
Done with intent
A driven purpose
Such a love
Beyond robust!
So this is the miracle
For us!

That one so 
Wondrous
Of beauty,
Power
Would step 
Down 
To save us
From a most dreadful
Hour 

For without this
Miracle
Only a place most
Terrible
Awaited

So do not 
Hesitate
Accept what
Christ
Longs to give
A better 
Fate 

Life 
With His 
Beauty
Into
Infinity!

A Savior

A Savior

S
eems more & more every day
Crazy holds ever growing, greater sway
Over many beautiful lands

A
s evil seems to grow
Larger & larger it shows
Its ugly, abnormal face

V
oraciously does it run
From setting sun to sun
It strains to destroy each life

I
ncreasing in its vehemence
I would be much remiss
If I did not mention this

O
nly Christ can save our world
This is not a foolish outburst
Of only random, errant words

R
evealing the truth is His follower’s job
So many may not be left in the dark to sob
As He returns to save as many as He may
Restoring to His purer, much brighter day!

Hard Words

Hard Words

Hard words fill the air
Rotating, flipping everywhere
But 
Did you know
In an ancient Holy Book
If you dare to take a look
Are also found hard words

Such as,
In a great Revelation
‘niether cold nor hot’
‘I am about to spit 
You out of my mouth’
Hard to hear
But spoken in a prophet’s ear

We must take up that cross,
Whatever form of pain
It takes,
And follow Him
If not,
He says we’re not worthy
Of Him
His salvation no one can win
Without a struggle
Against a lost world’s sin

We are His salt
But if we lose His Spirit’s flavor 
No longer us will He exalt
But be dropped
Ground into earth’s dust
No longer us will He adopt
To be His very own

We must follow His commands
Rebuking the sin 
Found lingering within
Each man’s hands
Without obedience
Like the rest
We too will be lost
Left among a darkness
So totally distraught

Today God’s people need to 
Follow His voice
Make, even if it is,
A difficult choice
Stay true to His words spoken
Don’t throw only a slight token
Of your lukewarm affection

Commit to the Spirit’s fire
As it comes to lift you higher
Than a mere man’s imagination
Within his small soul can begin
to ever, ever comprehend!

Revelation 3:14-16 These are the words of the Amen, the faithful and true witness of, the ruler of God’s creation. I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish that you were either one or the other! So because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.

Matthew 10: 38 Whoever does not take up their cross and follow me is not worthy of me.

Matthew 5:13 You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.