The Master Mind - Ephesians
He masterminded the human race
and made our home to be
His place.
Outside His garden
the hungry crave
the fruit of life
not knowing…
He left His grave
clothes in the tomb
and in His life
there is a womb
where thirst is quenched.
With open arms
He welcomes all
and spreads a feast
that shatters walls
around the heart.
A storehouse rich
with special gifts
grows His love
to heal the rifts
and like the hen
who gather’s her chicks
He lights the wicks
of kinsmanship.
He masterminded the ancient plan
to bring together from every land
the choicest gifts:
flowers of earth immortalized
filled with power
to be bouquet'd
ribboned with the blood of grace.
He Masterminded the Master's race.
Copyright © Jennifer Phillips | Year Posted 2014
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