REALITY

The cry to battle is resounded on the hill tops

Soldiers gird thee roundabout with thy armour

The air is heavy and the horses are neighing

The army is prepared, war cries resounding

Wives are clinging to their husbands in one last hug

And the warriors are matching out head held high and proud….

From the distance the river is heard

Grumbling as it encounters obstacles

Point and sturdy rocks it had to face

But around them it doth flow

Nothing to hold it for its tranquility

Not even the biggest of obstacles…..

It truly is a lesson to learn…..

A lesson to last a whole generation….

Falling loftily from the skies are mercies

Molded and shrouded in mystery

Dropping right from a dark sky…

But its perfectness from a distance is seen….

Light as a feather…. But harder in its time

White like powder but resist sunshine…..

Mystery of the earth, o thee I hail

Forget thou not, neither hatest thou by me…

A riddle has thou been for ages…

Even the wisest of astrologers doth appear foolish…

Cryest thou when the hooves beat on thee?

When the cannon the bowel does dig?

Complaineth thou when a foundation you are made?

Or chastiseth thou the toddler that poops on thee?

Grace really and gracious has it all been….

Mystery far beyond the physical…

My heart drawn to thee O Lord my refuge…..

Thy works a product of will and forbearance….

For though I err on the way

My past are forgotten when I make right

I’ll forever O Lord give the best of my talent to thee…

My mouth shall magnify you all around…

Both in the dungeon and in the palace….

For thy ways O lord is mysterious……

My life like a pencil mark in thy eyes that can be erased…

Yet I am allowed to see this Month of Grace…

Let it abound and let your mercies speak….

For on my own, I am but a mere flesh…..

Bones and blood…… Packed together…

But with you O Lord…..

I am mightier than the mightiest king on earth…..

                              Joseph Success (Sacred Rose)