Tag Archive | the Way

A Stencil of Life

mountain in the clouds

 

Man hasn’t ruined, stepped upon this ground

not sacred, not lost, blessedly not found

high upon mountains reaching for the sky

only paws and claws had been this high

Revealing life through a pale purple mist

untouched, serene as a cool soft kiss

a glimpse into the future, a peaceful sigh

Glory silently spilling… just across the sky

 

Its a stencil of life, simple and honestly true

loving God first, all souls, everything under blue

spreading joy, honor, innocence and candor

no reason for deceit, for this is much grander

Wildly simple, cherish it all, living off this wonderland

now see His son, head bowed, reaching for His hand

nothing else to speak of, or see, only birds flew over today

but Yeshuah cut the path, knew the truth… knows the way

 

It may have been covered in His precious blood

preempted by warnings of His Father’s angry flood

dripping below into caverns, pooling on His mercy seat

His love for a lost species not once wavering in the heat

Flying like a bird, soaring on pure white wings

a million angels laughing, rejoicing, a massive choir sings

landing on these untouched mountains, a divine dome

then He rose beyond… following that same path home

the Truth

a wee duck told her one day
as she sat near a river blue
"Words are mightier than the sword
soon you will be given the truth."

she waited in the beauty for hours
no inspiration came to her mind
getting cold and soon shivering
she left the Glory behind

days went by, she hoped and prayed
but nothing came from her fingertips
then one day she felt a warm breath
lean down and lightly kiss her lips

her world changed from grey to green
the sky melted into orange and red
her heart pounded drums of Djembe
even though He still wept and bled

paused in awe, excitement to burst
colors, scents and sights now flew
she had every cast and tone she'd need
yet none enveloped in a belt of true

she knew the Way, she'd seen the Light
she knew not to carve images above
yet no words were given to her
no thoughts of His Almighty Love

sitting with her pen poised over paper
looking out at pure clouds of white
a face slowly appeared floating by
with sun beams encircling His Light

smiling at the loving look portrayed
she wished she had her camera ready
an unthought thought tickled her mind
"Hear, my little girl," Said He

"Write it out however you dream it up
'I Am the Truth, the Light and the Way
My Blood and Breathe have saved you all!'
that is all you should need to say."