Abecedarian

ABECEDARIAN Amid the clamour of the world Beauty remains, a Clear concept, solid yet Diaphanous, wherein I can Every day with surety Feel my gratitude for God’s precious irreplaceable wonder, His Holy joy, his bounteous joy, His Illimited Joy, knowing no restriction, Joy which powers all, Keeping us breathing and living, and all Life great and small Moving, growing, reaching out for Him, Not overtly, blatantly, not Obviously in its intent, nevertheless Persisting - albeit Quietly - surviving each day and Recreating itself in the very dawns and Sunsets, in order To resist and even Undermine the effort, the hostility, the rigidity of evil, in a Very warm and Welcoming all-absorbing effort, as seen in Xanadu’s bright character : fresh energy, and perpetually Younthful Zeal. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Written 5th September 2014