This Nomad of ancient millennia
This Wayfarer, this Vagabond
This Creator and Owner Of all that He sees.
This Treasure and abundant reserve
Of all that is lovely and true,
Precious beyond the gold.
Extraordinary above all gems
Found and not found
From Time’s beginning.
Innocent a great ways past All babies born forever,
Mysterious in excel sis
Superior to the vast accumulation Of mankind’s great thinkers,
Philosophers, statesmen and warriors.
Resting atop white steed, His Light emanates,
To distant Galaxies…At last, He dismounts.
The earth is still now.
It recognizes its Creator And trembles at the pressure
Of Precious feet upon green earth.
He stands alone
And yet far from it
For a great host of Angelic Beings Gathers around him; invisible for now.
When Darkness encroaches Upon their position
The mere force of his breath Scatters the enemy.
Time and nature Stand still for Him,
This Being Immortal The Essence of all Good.
Alpha and Omega
The Beginning and the End--
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright© 1998 – All Rights Reserved