Masterpiece
I
Some words remain prophetic through time
Giving and yielding fruit
Like Jeremiah (29:11); Ezekiel on my heart
Of wickedness that will shock even me
Unless someone heals My heart of stone
Isaiah knew too I am fearfully, wonderfully made
Like tigers or wolverines & the Tasmanian Devil
II
When God created all & more
His masterpieces came effortlessly
He did not sweat it out, willed most of it
Perhaps chose to "dirty" His fingers with Adam & Eve
That personal touch, his signature
And we use words creatively as He did
In his image, then
Declare masterfully:
LET THERE BE LIGHT
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2022
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