Nov 6, 2020 || Daily Thought & Prayer
Infinite body’s breath expands
Evolving cosmos He commands
Brightest glory shines between
Pitch black of the voids unseen
Surely we should fully capture
Glorious rise of inner rapture?
Let head and heart not be dry
Our beautiful nature not deny.
Creator - what may be the need?
On bowed head pressed to plead
Gravity reigns in range it caught
Squeezing lamps of gas to naught
Reverse events to some will tell
No when, no space, heaven or hell
No ought or naught held beyond
Chance bubble from void respond
But signatures and clues abound
Existence is, not naught is found
Delicately balanced life sustained
Small adjustments, it’s all changed
O Lord, problems and sadness arise when I miss Thy whole picture of infinite existence. Nearer than breath and filling to the tips of fingers art Thou. Fill me with Thy divine rapture. I worship Thee in the beat of the heart.