TIME:

Honoring God Through Poetry

What is time, 
if it does not run the show?
The form of earth 
would not even maintain;
creatures would wake to chaos,
and all of nature would falter 
in the wane.

FOR, God has made all
a man can see,
but like a sanctuary;
situated high in a cozy loft;
the invisible covers us in blessings,
and we live much better off.

We mere mortals cannot see time,
nor contain the wind, 
nor know anything it may tell,
just like a sailor 
cannot always keep his ship steady, 
when high waves rage and swell.

Yes, time is ours for now,
we can still relish it; 
stealing all of its charms,
but when it is snatched, 
it will be void the resounding
noise of alarms.

This is why the Gospel must go out,
as time slips through fingers, 
on the believing side,
for all we know will expire,
and many souls will be forever
swept down and away by the tide.

"I beheld the earth, and indeed it was without form, and void; And the heavens, they had no light." (Jeremiah 4:23, nkjv)

ALSO SEE THE REMAINDER OF JEREMIAH 4, FOR FURTHER DETAILS IN THE PROPHET JEREMIAH'S TRIBULATION/JACOB'S TROUBLE VISION