Poems of Lighthouse Bob

Here's a Line #380



Here's a Line
Make earth Thine!
O, Most Divine!
You turned the water into wine
and made the demons run to swine,
the worst diseases turn benign,
and all that is by Your design
to worship You in You
entwined
as one in One all intertwined
with Love and Joy and Peace combined
like fruit that sparkles on the vine
caring, bearing, and refined
growing ever more to shine
upon Your table where I'll dine
with golden goblets, O, so fine
and other things I can't define …

(pant, pant, pant)

Anyway, I'm glad You're You
and You are mine.

I resign.

 


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Here`s a Line #380

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