[Christian Based Poetry - Don't Read If You'll Get Offended]
We a sinful lot,
To be given this gift bestowed upon us.
Oh, all the pretty and glorious things left for us to see,
From the sun,
To the oceans and sky,
Moon and Stars.
Perfect in all its ways.
How can we compete?
Many of God's glorious creations,
All wrapped up on this small world.
From the sands of time,
To the seas of eternity,
Imagination is Immortality.
We are forever caught in this flow like the current in the sea.
We are at the mercy of our great King.
May he find the dreams we see as our cry of redemption.
We are only human.
So it seems so natural to wish for bigger things.
Yet it all comes back to just one thing....
Dreams.
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Created on October 29, 2012
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My Version: A Book of Poetry
PoetryA collection of Poem-like things which tell their own individual story. From 2012 to Now. They were all first created by me. +++ I unpublished all my poems and added them into this book - In case you were wondering or looking for them individually...
