Consider, love, the wheel of time
Steadfast without conceit
Upward only, it can climb
The fire bars retreat
A hilltop of profound objection
Blood and sin soaked through the grass
Time demanded one direction
no conversing with the past
The sun commanded no reflection
El Shaddai brought chilling rime
Shattering the stern convention
Spinning free the wheel of time.
Elijah called for heavy rain
Moses prayed for dryer ground
Seven times upon the plain,
Then brought the red sea down.
Time allows for many things
Time keeps our reach in line
But on the corpse of death and sin
Jesus reached though time.
About the Creator
Thomas Speer
I'm a God-fearing tumbleweed of a man, a gentle husband, loving foster parent, screwed up past and amazingly ordained future serving the Lord and expressing his revelation in my writing. Don't expect the dry and sanctimonious, though.
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