Psalm For a Material Age
I sing to You
from an empty vessel,
for You gave me
my eternal voice.
All about me are lost,
all are deaf
to Your voice
as it flies on the wind
and none can see,
all blind beggars
unaware of their
deep, deep poverty....
Your beauty is everywhere:
sunlight and moonlight and
the grace of birds
in their flight of freedom,
and trees standing tall
as guardians and oceans
whose waves crest eternally,
and Your grace...ah,
THAT is what holds
the Universe itself together,
and in us it is
the love that calms,
the love that pulls
meaning from death
and gives hope
to those who reach out--
to You....
Copyright © L. J. Carber | Year Posted 2017
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