Tapestry of Men

Woven perfection posh and copious Threads of illumed infinity converging Thrumming life in the Almighty breath Varying designs of diligence and entreaty Fading to an ominous melancholy gray Selfish as his struggle becomes greater weight Becoming vivid hope of unrelenting faith As our Father returns our focus to the Son This tapestry weaves the kingdoms protection To be seen only by abiding faithful Still it is deaths sword wielding Cherub For those whom blind their own eyes Lushly emerald and ambering golds satiate Feeding the spirit with divine courage Stand with your Father by honoring the Son Cherish his gift by holding the truth The promise is eternity not immortality…