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God knows we're sinners
But he loves us the same.
Our hearts provide the rhythm
Which play to his strings.
He knows our chests are of glass,
For he made us this way.
He made us this way
So he can see straight through
To our hearts,
To our souls,
And the view leaves him breathless.
Hope is but an excuse for bliss
When it's not hope but God that we need;
He is the tree and we are the seeds.
He is love and the lover,
Faith and the faithful,
The caller to arms and to shields,
From death he protects us
When he resurrects us
If only we follow his lead.
We are glasses full empty
Waiting for grace to fill up our veins
And rattle our iron cages.
As a bird swallows nectar
And a bee supplies honey,
We drink of God
And he supplies the return of his love.
For our chests are of glass,
The way that he made us,
Full access is his till the end.
But the end is not coming:
Our hearts will keep drumming
To the sound of the Lord's violin.
But he loves us the same.
Our hearts provide the rhythm
Which play to his strings.
He knows our chests are of glass,
For he made us this way.
He made us this way
So he can see straight through
To our hearts,
To our souls,
And the view leaves him breathless.
Hope is but an excuse for bliss
When it's not hope but God that we need;
He is the tree and we are the seeds.
He is love and the lover,
Faith and the faithful,
The caller to arms and to shields,
From death he protects us
When he resurrects us
If only we follow his lead.
We are glasses full empty
Waiting for grace to fill up our veins
And rattle our iron cages.
As a bird swallows nectar
And a bee supplies honey,
We drink of God
And he supplies the return of his love.
For our chests are of glass,
The way that he made us,
Full access is his till the end.
But the end is not coming:
Our hearts will keep drumming
To the sound of the Lord's violin.
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I wrote this last night as I lay in bed on 5 notepads on my phone because each one kept running out of character space.
Have a happy New Year celebration!
[EDIT] Broke poem into stanzas. I think it makes more sense as a whole this way.
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Have a happy New Year celebration!
[EDIT] Broke poem into stanzas. I think it makes more sense as a whole this way.
All my works are © B.S. Smith with all rights reserved and shall not be reproduced, altered, or used in any other way without my written consent. Thank you.
Thank you for taking the time to view my work, and for adding it to your favorites if you choose to do so!
Comments and critiques are always welcome!
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Overall Vision Originality Technique ImpactBefore I start telling you how beautiful and amazing this poem is, I just want to comment on what you said in your artist's comments. Now I know that I'm not the only one who writes poetry on their cell phone notepad. That made me laugh. <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/l…" width="15" height="15" alt="
" title="LOL" />Okay, now let's get to the good stuff. This is absolutely stunning that I'm not sure what else to say but that! Your use of descriptive words is wonderful, I could picture everything you were saying, including the "our chests are of glass" part. That would be my favorite, by the way. There is this elegance about the poem, it just flows like music from a violin. Almost as if, you were sitting right here playing the violin (even if you don't actually know how to). Anyway, this poem is simple, elegant and gracefull in every way. You, my dear, have once again captivated me with words. Beautifully done.