Caroline Cécile Delacroix Poet Rhyme

Those Precious Stones

It is high time
to gather the stones
that have been spread wide
over the globe
right from ancient times
by those who have roamed
upon the earth for a while
facing hardship as they followed
not a whimsical flight
but the vision of the God of all
imprinted deep inside
the dormant souls of us all.

To give the lost, light
sent even His own Son long ago
preparing His arrival
by such very souls
who saw beyond the night
their tears turned to stones
precious like pearls of rarest kind
that if gathered by those
living today, who will recognize
the priceless gift they have bestowed
capable of building a city spread wide
The New Jerusalem to behold.

It is high time
to let go of whimsical goals
and gather with your hand in mine
those precious stones
adding our own to the high pile
and we can build the palace of Gold
for the returning Lord and His bride
united together as one soul
having torn down the walls of lies
that have divided us for so long
let not these stones of life
turn cold and erode
by the sands of time.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 06.28.11

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Black Eyed Susan July 1, 2011 at 7:57 PM Wonderful message. I fear it will be a long time before this happens though. Maybe one day...at least we can hope! :)

Cory Long June 30, 2011 at 2:21 PM this was such a strong write with great emotion. nicely done. cory

Matthew Anish June 28, 2011 at 4:58 PM Powerful, mystical work here. Let's hope that the "stones of life" can endure. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Carol Sunshine Brown June 28, 2011 at 5:19 AM Enjoyed reading the words that flowed from your pen today Caroline. It is a pleasure to see and read your poetry. Hoping you have a wonderful day full of inspiration. Love, Carol