i am glad of the sun,
and for the everlasting stars
pleased by every resonant thrum
from dwellings sounding far
joy in that Word
by which time and space expressed
matter as the worlds,
the inhabitants as the Blessed
with spheres of light cry glory
reach your thanks to give
myself will give praises pouring:
Father - i live, i live!
That's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you Ham. Before I wrote it, I turned to D&C 88:7-9 for inspiration. I'm glad someone enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteI've missed your poetry, Jon! thanks for sharing!
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