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…
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