Gold

moon

The sun, moon, and stars
tell a story
The birds, trees, and sea
tell His glory
I know that He lives
’cause the life that He gives

Remember before
when all was a haze
When seeing was walking
in being afraid
And the fog only lifted
when moments away
From what could’ve been all
at the end of the day

Looking back, I can see
that He followed me through
The tunnels that lead
to the depths of the blue
Down dark, winding roads
under earth, out of view
‘Til my feet could find place
in the land that He knew

I’ve never a spot
I can go, out of reach
Where His voice cannot fill
where His eyes cannot see
Where His ears do not hear
the wee cry of one me
For when falling, prayers rise
to the Father that Be

He Is, I Am
the One Who holds
The One Who searches
wandering folds
The One Who loves
when all seems cold
The One Who gave
the clay, the Gold

-kb


“By faith we understand that the universe was formed at God’s command, so that what is seen was not made out of what was visible.”
– Hebrews 11:3

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