Dialectic Hades bent.
No one here is innocent.
Taste and see who does defraud.
We’re at fault for judging God.
Tag: creation
Daffodils
Nature’s beauty, God’s creations,
Heavenly communications
Attempt to take His place they do,
Turn His world into a zoo,
Man’s surveillance makes me ill.
Only God makes daffodils.
Date the earth
You date the earth
Deny the curse
Suppose the past
Cling to it fast
Progressive change
Is all you see
Full incomplete
By your decree
Diversity
Creation’s true diversity
Revealing man’s perversity
Man seeks to rediversify
God’s ownership to falsify
Harmonies outside of God
Fabrications mere facades
Movie sets that shift and change
Fail God’s world to rearrange
Artful Thought
Artful thought romance
Encouraged second glance
Memories advance
A neurologic dance
My Poetry
My poetry it talks to me
Even though alone I be.
Thoughts objectified you see
Offer up their own decree.
Imagery
Imagery though fleeting be
Thoughtless not of artistry
Gives glory to our maker
Whose image we’re partaker.
Image of the Invisible
Image of the invisible
Above all you exist.
Everything by you was made.
By you all things consist.
Colossians 1: 15-17 – “Who is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of every creature: For by him were all things created, that are in heaven, and that are in earth, visible and invisible, whether they be thrones, or dominions, or principalities, or powers: all things were created by him, and for him: And he is before all things, and by him all things consist .”
The Planetarium
His heavens formed from nothingness, his work he wants us to confess.
With love displayed his awesomeness, without a flaw, his own success.
So driven to explore it more, magnificence we can’t ignore,
His symbols of eternity, displayed above for all to see.
On exhibit all night long, playing to us heaven’s song.
Evicted from his Eden, now blind in his museum,
Though we know, we censor him, preferring to erect our scrim,
To cover up by overlay, infinity, just one more day.
Shorten his eternity, with our man made pictography,
Lifting things from earthly place, fixing them in outer space,
As above so far below, can you feel the undertow?
Bugs and snakes and gods and bear, litter heavens everywhere.
Erase those pictures sit and stare, see what the heavens do declare.
Cucumber Lodge 