The Greatest of These
The Greatest of These…
A portrait of the perfect tenderness eternal,
Painted from the rising mists of a broken promise -
Finished on a Friday afternoon – complete the promise
Of the everlasting word in worldly wastelands and in realms of glory
Daily molding vessels born of earthly clay
To take the shape of living covenants
Spoken in deserts and on flood tides - on mountaintops in bare feet
And temples built on lofty mounts
Where a king danced naked before the word -
Leading every dawn of life away from bitter tears indifferent,
Whole – redeemed – refreshed – not strutting,
No more teardrops lost within a sea of sand,
A shining lantern through shadowed valleys
Lifting hearts to heights unimagined
Where angels walk above the fallen stars –
Pure essence of the eternal and all knowing
Spoken, whispered, to orphans of a garden still seeking mystery;
Cherished companion of the pilgrim throughout every season
Embracing the perfection of the amazing, abiding eternal.
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