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T h u n d e r - - -P e r f e c t -- - -H o u s e

David Caplan

New Tomorrow, Yet Undreamed by Birds, We are All.

By David Caplan

I have seen the waves of grain,

I've seen them burn in a fiery flood of tides,

Of the wasted lives of millions.

Who so squanders this life's greatest gifts shall suffer the hardest.

But God is the redeemer as well,

and all shall be given a second chance with eyes wide open to enter the kingdom of heaven,

or even to choose to remain in the earth, the Queendom,

Or even their child's world, the undiscovered country of the Universe... their great Mega machine.

One of the three Heavens shall be granted to those who, when eyes are wide open, make their decision.

One of three.

And who knows, maybe in time, all of them at once.

Maybe in time. God Himself is still trying to work that out.

Yes things still unfold for God as well,

or why else would he cast his lots into imperfection and see where they fall.

Love Him because we are made in his image,

and we are all just birds looking through a fence to a possible future,

birds waiting for early light to shine so we can take flight.

So we can take flight into a new tomorrow as yet undreamed. Amen baby... Amen.

©2000 David Caplan

Poetry