Each a Place (a poem of acceptance)
His, from the deepest of the oceans,
Beyond the canopy of all space,
Each of God's entities, are his own,
To have their most special place.
Every creature, child, to live their lives,
In such goodness or disgrace,
As some day each one shall stand,
Before the maker, face to face.
The genius of our master creator,
And of his most gifted hands,
Paid tribute in a symphony,
orchestrated, of Milky way bands.
Celestial music, such a universal grace,
And for all the angels to embrace,
Helps us find our way, live each day,
To have our own special place.
Our father, God, never to rest at night,
As we slumber, asleep in our beds,
His watchful eye, and by his guiding light,
Of a warming love, he so spreads.
As we express each care, kneel in prayer,
He answers all, in his own way and time,
He prolongs our life, helps ease our strife,
Makes our days we live, sublime.
Our living spirit, that from the lord, we receive,
As a gift to his followers, or those not to believe.
The life force, grand, and for us to understand,
The essence of our faith, in his marvelous plan.
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