Total Vision

A poem

Men peer through optic spyglass
Light and mirrors
Curves and angles
Looking for answers
Of God and angels

A throne…a metaphor?
Nay, one seat alone
From a place of rest
Above this earth we call home
He spies His creation
And considers….


And perhaps a bit of mirth
of laughter…
yet bittersweet

No king is saved
No man delivered
No horse so strong
But God’s eye alone
Sees he who fears
His name and hopes
In mercy’s scope

Total bend towards Him 
In our earthly plight 
Gains total salvation 
A keener sight 
For light from within 
Now shines more clear 
Through every lens 
In our atmosphere

tagging Janis Cox 28-day challenge. Word is “total”

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