Beauty

1 Peter 2:5 

5 And you are living stones that God is building into His spiritual temple.

What’s more, you are His Holy Priests. Through the mediation of Jesus Christ,

you offer spiritual sacrifices that please God.

Living stones

Shadows of trees surround me - Sunshine glitters here and there

Drops of water now appearing - Like diamonds lost in atmosphere

Window’s colors breathing deeply - For an eye of appreciation

Life itself presenting sweetly - Opportunities of true Salvation 

 

Stones cry out in many forms - Miracles of true creation

Appearing dead or dorm - But everyone’s foundation

Warming up in the sun - Prepared to do their part

To stabilize our every turn - That never will depart

 

Building on the “Rock’s” foundation - Dancing in the Son

Leaving behind all frustration - That you yourself spun

Finding music searched for - Brought in by angelic voices

Accepting a life paid for - By the Lord of perfect choices

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country

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