Millard Lowe Poet Free verse

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SAVOUR THIS, MY CHILD 

 

Nothing reflects reality

Like God’s supreme beauty.

Look into the mirror, child,

And see His greatest reward:

Savour it in thanksgiving, for a while:-

No matter how many times you do,

You’ll always see God’s precious beauty

Looking back at you: this will always be true:-

Know that your beauty has its fragility, needing

To be anchored and solidified before it can be 

Sanctified utility: codifying its glorifying liberty:-

 

SAVIOR THIS, MY CHILD

SAVOUR THIS, MY CHILD  

Nothing reflects reality
Like God’s supreme beauty.
Look into the mirror, child,
And see His greatest reward:
Savour it in thanksgiving, for a while:-
No matter how many times you do,
You’ll always see God’s precious beauty
Looking back at you: this will always be true:-
Know that your beauty has its fragility, needing
To be anchored and solidified before it can be 
Sanctified utility: codifying its glorifying liberty:-

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