Meaningless! Meaningless!
The wretched breakage of
Bondage
Grieved for long before its time
All of it meaningless!
/
It is my grace we enjoy
Our deliverance.
When grace about but left
Unreceived
It becomes meaningless.
/
In the wake of expression
An unsteady freedom
Rises
Unbound by chains of
Yesterday
The marked time is
Meaningless.
/
By faith we see the new dawn
And utter defiance to
The storm
For what is lost will be
Gained again
Wisdom in obedience transforms
The soul again.
/
The warriors might, the widows song,
The mothers care
Without grace
Is all meaningless.
/
I will not be shaken by earth
Or despair
There is a time to weep,
And a time to die
And a time to live for all visions
To come to pass, by Grace.
(Original poem: 1997, Kelowna, BC)
*image- Google stock photo
