The World, The Bible, The Master
Look outside yourself.
Then look within, comparing.
Do you measure up?
Amidst the sea of humanity a lone figure stands tall....
The crashing, thrashing shore, attracts me evermore.
From calm to storm, sun or jacket to warm, it strikes a primal beat.
I know you are there, fish everywhere. But why this side or the other?
It took me time to find my brother.
Wise beyond world's measure, his words I finally treasure, a beacon fixed and true.
They're cautions for me and you.
Armies, terrorists, religionists, then and now,
so similar somehow to what we see today;
brave, stubborn, fixed in their way.
Their collected works some know, others wander to and fro;
smitten with desire, in self-consuming fire.
The rest lead simple lives, laborer on the world stage,
breathing sleeping, strives to make ends meet.
You know them "down the street" where children cry
and people lie in houses lined and neat.
What difference my brother made seems hard to define;
what role he has played in your life and mine.
Still he stands there tall with messages for all, a light in a darkening world:
"Our Father loves you, each and every one,
but his judgments are just, in that you can trust,
just measures when your life is done."
Humans come and go like waves, now here, now gone.
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