Friday, November 19, 2010

CLAY pots

Trees fall:
timber,
landing,
in a
heap,
LIFE: joy, happiness, laughter, cheer, all goodwill to neighbors.
to DEATH: sorrow, anger, hate, pain, and jealousy
to give
the gift
of
life!
for those
to grow
tomorrow
today,
and
always.
Do they make
a sound?
Father,
into your hands I commend my spirit...
Does one need to hear?
A man say: TIMBER!!!
to know a tree
makes
a
sound
when it
hits the ground.
When he says:

FOUR!

We must know!
because,
metal
:is, has been, was, will be:
melted
with
wood.
Nature has been
re-arranged
and changed
to the image of men.
to put an idea
into a hole.
Is this the likeness:
of me
to
you
to
him
that is:
I am?
From
the
Mist:
we have Mud,
from Mud
we have Man,
A clay pot;
to hold water?
HOLY SPIRIT
is like water,
Flowing
From
the creator:
to one lighting a torch;
from a fallen tree?
That can't fall!
but lives
Eternally,
in flesh or in Spirit?
A dam,
changing the course
of a river,
from death to life.
A stone to build
A temple
of flesh and bone:
In the image of
ALPHA,
we have essence
that is similar
but not the same,
we have no clue of OMEGA!
The man came,
the LORD went,
leaving a tresure behind,
Barns of grain,
or
a people with torches?
To help
sow seeds
in the darkness
of the void
living life
in the shadow
of DEATH
until the
KING
returns
to
reign.

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