Revelation What’s this desire for information..? Is my need communication…? That I reach for plastic devices The eternal lure entices. Have I just fallen prey To a new addiction in a brand new day... Another to add to a list Alcoholics, anorexics, gamblers, sexaholics… What one’s this? 2 Oh yes I know, I could do a search And find the key of satisfaction And the information I am lacking. Or is this obsession something else…? To have my finger on the pulse…? Afraid I will be left behind While others progress to the promised land. And they would be like….in the know While I would be like….well you know Some loser who got off the merry-go-round To get my feet on solid ground. But I fear it is a terrible addiction Less a blessing more affliction So I will ponder on this brand new day How to find a better way. 3 I’m really looking to be connected To a beneficial source of life While not unknowingly being infected By an insidious lethal lie. The thought of being folly’s daughter A fool led to the slaughter Is a fate I really must avoid Find another way to fill the void. 4 I know there’s one who communicated Words of life that are underrated Dismissed, denied and even hated But cannot be obliterated! History of great intrigue Things unknown, now revealed Warnings, decisions to take heed Wisdom high and wisdom deep Poetry beyond mere mortal expression I’m just a creature, that’s my confession There is nothing like this that I could say Such beauty and wisdom take your breath away. Words that search the hearts of beings Reveal deceit that no one’s seeing. Prophecies, oh numerous, what a thought Already fulfilled, that we forgot. And prophecies yet to unfold I believe what he has told. 5 There is something stirring deep within Beyond this crazy world we’re in Lifting my eyes to hills once again The answer’s not blowing in the wind. It’s the promise of a bright new day Frustration wails while we wait We fall with birth pains on our knees And groan for all to be revealed. One day I’m sure he will return You call me a fool but my heart burns For that day of redemption complete And in the air we will meet. One thing grieves me, I am concerned Will he find faith when he returns? Just now I’ll lift his cup up to my head Read is words, my daily bread. It doesn’t matter if I live or die It matters if I believe a lie Will I be here when he comes, I just don’t know It doesn’t matter, death’s just a door……….
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