
I wonder
How much dust, Father
does it take to make a man
Tell did you pat and form
Him with your hand?
I wonder when you breathed
The breath of life in He
Was he conscious
In a instant
The first
Face to face with Thee
What did Adam see Father
your eyes, your nose, your smile
The thought of facing you
I’ve imagined for awhile
Till then Father
I want to love
With all my heart
Help me lay down
All my plans Father
And freely follow yours
Inspired by iithinks poem
A Sacred Vessel | iithinks
https://iithinks.wordpress.com/2014/06/10/a-sacred-vessel/









You must be logged in to post a comment.