Adversary
~A Mere Description of The Great Underneath~
You must know
My loves
My sweets
That God has always been a Soldier.
He strikes us down,
In waves
In fleets
We stumble, and We smolder.
You must hear
My darlings
My dears
The Shadows growing older.
They seep along
Like wastes
Like fears
Turning Night into Something Colder.
Can't You feel
My precious
My few
Can't You feel the Day
Becoming feeble
Too weak
To rue
Itself in every way?
God is patient
My loves
My sweets
Oh yes, We always say
He waits for Us
In waves
In fleets
To come and join Him
in Play.
