Cosmic Reflections
Oh, how weary the lost must be;
Misguided by their history—
Searching a god particle theory.
Where were they when the word sang
Let there be light? Herein was the big bang!
But they couldn’t rise to the height--
The almighty word transforming into light.
Wisdom does indeed dwell in contemplation;
Out of darkness comes true revelation—
True revelation revealing we are the children—
The children of light—children of the energy of the sun;
The essence of all when the divine cosmic word is done.
Maintaining audacious faith in the risen Son
And belief in the divine design
Cosmic equilibrium tows the line—
A new day is on the horizon
And there’s no doubt, justice will be won.
Copyright © Millard Lowe | Year Posted 2018
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