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POEM FROM OUR DEPARTED BROTHER MIKE (Apr 7, 2008)

Prayer Request:

Alone?

In a sea of black silk, sprinkled with crystals

the moon swims gently.

An incredibly tiny man views the infinite expanse,

searching the sparkling tapestry

for reason, for purpose,

to free himself of life’s puny strife,

to soar, to accomplish, to have meaning

in his tiny life.

He sees the hand of Him who spun the silk

and set the stars,

laying the rules by which they float

in the black sea.

Majestic, Awesome, Infinite

and yet to fulfill it’s function,

the night

does not need beauty.

That beauty is a gift

for the tiny man’s eyes

telling him when he cry’s

he shall never be alone,

nor tiny and insignificant,

but is the beloved child

standing before the door

of the tapestry’s Creator.

LeRroy

Copyright 1983 by LeRoy Webb

 

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