By Providence, Your Story

BY PROVIDENCE, YOUR STORY

the page would be blank,
       the color of light

if his word, he’d omit
       tight-lipped

no room to write your story
         only his flame of glory

seeds, like the sands of time, roasting


BUT

for the flaming strobe
and cherubim

THEN

one seed dies
     his mother cries
            his father asks “why?”

the other seed’s marked -
       i imagine God drew a cross
              with Abel’s ashes

COMFORT

Seth, the settled seed, is born.
His brother, Cain’s a wanderer.

RELIGION

Son of Seth,
Enosh

“At that time men began to call on the name of the Lord” *

BY GOD’S PROVIDENCE

Mercy brings the sheep into the fold
        scroll generously displays the printed word
                  filling our emptiness with hope and promise

CHOICE

freedom to choose - choice blessings,
or refuse, become hell’s refuse**

10/17/2017



*NIV Bible Genesis 4:26

**worthless or useless part of something (Merriam-Webster)
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Pandit Avatar
October 17, 2017 at 11:13 AM
Feels like peace and prayer--a story of god's creation!
Rodrigues Avatar
October 17, 2017 at 11:41 AM
Thanks, Vijay!
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