An Agnostic Acrostic
"this poem is not about what is written,but what is not written. . . "
Greyer looms matter's of the.....?
Beauty fades not there then.....?
Flowers live and die fact of ....?
A four letter word of endearment....?
A saddened stare like where the Red Fern.....?
Do not withdraw from the sunlight given by the almighty...?
The feeling active of letters four much like adores.....?
Speaking in second person sounds like and is...?
In the prelude I allude to this message to point to the truth
You cannot see air but it is there so beware
You do not have to walk into the total darkness
to see how dark the blackness is
Like gravity that holds you there how much more our Creator cares
Setting on shelf scoffing at the pain you do not see
The love that is and can be He just wants to set you free
ignorance of the law does not excuse
How deep the pain how dark is that blue
without Hope without God waiting to play the odds
Without knowledge must be total misery
as earthly beauty fades as the tree
a dieing thing without fruit
the growing sorrow does that suit
without hope of new life tomorrow
Here today and gone so to borrow
Not opening a door can be as bad as slamming it in your face
to see where true beauty is you run in place not seeing the grace
turn to the light dwelling in the dusk from the womb to dust
on your pedestal under your own glass
the fire that was given you smother to ash - john edaward beam - for The
Unwritten contest - 07/01/2011
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