Emperor of Souls

Look at you, what do you see? Do you see a painting or a poetry? The art in you is such a mystery- A craft molded from his imagery. You are a sculpture made of finest stone, With His own hands that brought you to hone; You're a unique and precious masterpiece, Your value does not depreciate. You're a mighty hand that conquers the winds; Your thundering voice echoes through the waves; Your soaring uproar can send back the tides You're an emperor in your own rights. You rule across the fields of your destiny; Your fate is your own chancellery; You are as mighty as Napoleon For you have an empire of your own. You rule across space and time; You reign within your own realm; For The Lord gave you His image So you could rule in peace like sage. The Lord gave you your dominion, You command a vessel of your own; May such vessel steer you to greatness, May your decrees show forth His prowess. September 18, 2022