Only With His Bidding

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Every day passes,
with new creatures being born,
but only with His bidding.
 
Every night a new animal awakens,
to the songs of the nocturnal,
but only with His bidding.
 
Grasshoppers prop their legs,
and relax millions across the world,
with their song,
but only with His bidding.
 
Boats clank against the foamy sea,
making no sound,
except for the lick of the sea,
breaking with the point,
sail of a swordfish,
but only with His bidding.
 
Waves roll over and over again,
a new dollop of foam created at every inch,
but only with His bidding.
 
Snakes roam, slither, and crawl,
through the plains of grass,
spread it as a comb would to hair,
but only with His bidding.
 
An eye twitches to the right then the left,
searching,
but only with His bidding.
 
Droplets gather together,
and slowly plop off the leaf
with such grace that is due to a dove,
but only with His bidding.
 
A new seed spreads its wings,
and pushes through the mud,
gathering souvenirs,
but only with His bidding.
 
Wings flutter when a danger,
comes to the nest,
but only with His bidding.
 
The soft peck of the woodpecker
echoes through the wood,
then again not so soft,
but only with His bidding.
 
Groaning rising,
from a snowbound hole,
awakening a bear,
but only with His bidding.
 
A huge collision,
brighter and whiter,
but no sound,
but only with His bidding.
 
Spinning softly,
a thread moves,
through the cloth,
but only with His bidding.
 
Waving and moving,
in circles and spirals,
the reeds give up their secrets,
and fly free,
but only with His bidding.
 
Softly the snow falls,
layering and resting,
on the ones that went before them,
but only with His bidding.
 
The snow gathers,
but adds into nothing,
But only with His bidding.
 
He smiles the sun rises,
from its dark chamber,
where it has receded,
but only with His bidding.
 
He laughs a rainbow shots across the sky,
stretching its color,
to the farthest,
and darkest corner,
of all earth,
but only with His bidding.
 
He blows,
the waves bow,
but only with His bidding.
 
He yawns,
the moon shines,
but only with His bidding.
 
He cries,
and the heart is lifted,
but only with His bidding.
 
The heart is lifted as He cries,
and the earth wails,
but only with His bidding.

By The Very Wood He Made

By the very mineral He made,

Did it bite and tear His back,

By the very animal He made,

Did its skin rip His,

By the very thorns He made,

Did they pierce His brow,

By the very color He made,

Did it ridicule Him,

By the very tongue He made,

Did it lash Him with scorn,

By the very rock He made,

Did it scrape His feet,

By the very liquid He made,

Did it land at His feet in disgust,

By the very hand He made,

Did they streak across His face,

By the very dust He made,

Did it infect His wounds,

By the very muscle He made,

Did it strike Him down in agony,

By the very dirt He made,

Did it stain His feet,

By the very metal He made,

Did it pin Him to death,

By the very blood He made,

Did it quickly weaken Him,

By the very wood He made,

Did He die.

Time Moved On

Competing planets

Time swirled around me,

Grasping, grabbing, pulling

Time moved on,

Taking a part of me.

Suffering circled around me,

Grasping, grabbing, pulling

Suffering moved on,

Taking a part of me.

Sin marched around me,

Grasping, grabbing, pulling

Sin moved on,

Taking a part of me.

Death prowled around me,

Grasping, grabbing, pulling

Death moved on,

Hoping to take all of me.

Jesus Christ walked up to me,

Grasping, grabbing, pulling,

He stayed there,

Giving all of me back.

The Blind Man

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The blind man stoops over,

The purple flower yields,

He smells the fragrance and smiles.

 

The blind man reaches up,

A raindrop tickles his fingers,

He feels the water and smiles.

 

The blind man turns his head,

A bird chirps as it flies past,

He hears the melody and smiles.

 

The blind man opens his mouth,

The rest of his donut enters his mouth,

He tastes the sweet donut and smiles.

 

The blind man looks down,

He smells, feels, hears and tastes,

He stares at the sun and says,

“If I could see, I’d never close my eyes again.”