Gospel: Actuality

Intricately guided avenues of the wind;

Yet still, we gripe;

How a leaf acts upon a ballet as it falls!

Yet still, we revolt;

The arcane waltz of a tree in a cloudburst;

Yet still, we baulk;

Enigmatic streaks of a multihued Covenant;

Yet still, we question;

Tinkling timbres of a firmament of doting Tears;

Yet still, we umbrage;

A baffling inverted replica in a droplet;

Yet still, we contradict;

Delicately intrigued waves of illustrious seas;

Yet still, we exploit;

A copious cosmos of riveting sparkling handiworks!

Yet still, we spurn;

Oh how novel every quill of a species is!

Yet still, we disparage;

What inevitable euphoric joy a tot’s laughter finds!

Yet still, we plague;

To us, each sound-wave primed with altruistic Fidelity;

Yet still, we deride;

To us, every snowflake ceaselessly carved with such exhaustive Ardour;

Yet still, we despotize;

For us, a Doted, Pristine Sanguine Fluid gushed amorously;

Yet still, we disbelieve;

 

My Monarch of all Pearls;

He wept and I shall divulge the erred doctrine;

LORD, LORD! Did Martha and Mary entitle;

Yet still, believe naught, they did;

 

For My Pearl, He prayed so;

“Father, I thank You that You have heard Me.

And I know that You always hear Me, but

because of the people standing by I said this,

That they may believe that You sent Me.”

 

“That they may believe that You sent Me”…

For even in the last…. Hour,

Believe naught, Martha and Mary did;

Deny He shall, all whom unwittingly disdain His Will;

And His will alone, for this, man’s all it is;

 

For us, a Beloved, a Monarch, a Firstborn was accursed;

Yet still… we ceaselessly slash our Kingdom’s heart callously;

For us, Repentance mourned, bleeding forgiveness on a tree;

Even so…. we sin diligently.

 

-Leah

 

Reviews

[Ben]

Very good! I loved it!