Monday, April 21, 2008

Sunday, April 06, 2008

I'll be your guide for all time


Intricate engine angels might admire,
Material spirit, animated earth,
Crafted casket for celestial fire,
Doomed to die the day it has its birth.
Hands that open, befitting a gracious lord,
Able to touch a cheek as soft as mist,
To wield a pen, a brush, a harpsichord,
But just as apt to freeze into a fist.
Godlike image, able to stand erect,
Yet by what small and simple things laid low
A sneeze, a scratch, a germ, and all is wrecked;
A few short years, the time has come to go.
Delicate instrument of love, or lust,
Admirably compacted... out of dust.
DTW

Be careful that no one takes you captive through philosophy and empty deceit based on human tradition, based on the elemental forces of the world, and not based on Christ.
-Bible-