Friday, February 15, 2013

Faith's Regression

Silver strands of moonlight
Upon the ridden earth
Lucid memories of God's creation
The history of our birth

Languid eyes of sorrow
Lowered in regret
Of how they betrayed the golden Son
Who bade them to not forget

A memory forgotten
Of those who truly lived
To save us from our pasts
To love us and forgive

And all we could return back
On blackened hands of sin
Are heartless words of anger
Of faith we couldn't win

The steeples fell in ruins
And rock foundation lay
The churches soul power
10 commandments which we pray

Upon our troubling waters
We pass the living word
Ignoring the true penance
Of the sins we have endured

The sky is torn and blank, now
Without a single ray of light
We shut out our creator
Bade him farewell, good night

And in our solitude we stumbled
Our own ideas of life we grew
A seed we planted long ago
To search for something new

When all was given to us
In a garden, that of our soul
And from its branches hung the fruit
That we as savages stole

When it was being given freely
As a gift of love, and tenderness
Shutting out the hand of comfort
As our mind-bondage does progress

And, still He sits, waiting
Patiently, with loving arms
For His people to realize
That faith will heal the scars

And with His Word of honor
And the love that He brings forth
To give us a life ever lasting
Beyond His pearly doors

That Heaven is there forever
An eternity it will stand
Waiting for the souls return
Love to life, eternal life for man

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