Lord of Now
And now this procession's dissipation
from out Thy earthly liabilous creation,
a child of God predestined, not of ovulation,
The Son, the Son, Thy own could only bring salvation!
His spoken qualm of lively instigation,
ne'er once the Psalm that spoke in allocation,
scened haughty, not by choice, but by timely duration,
the will of god, thus sought, is daily Revelation!
So Jesus caught between this observation
of Kingdom's rank, and poverty's relation,
spoke as in justice, rallying invasion
of that determined useless recreation ~
The Lord of Now ~ and Then,
seems sanctioned . . . . destination!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2011
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