Sunday, February 28, 2016

Poetry Sunday ~ Harvest of Souls


Pss. 29:2 “Give unto the LORD the glory due unto his name; worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness.”

 Harvest of Souls

The time is near, the hour nigh, 
Moonbeams droop in a blackened sky 
Blazing sun scorches the land 
Earth erupts in a quivering stand. 

Encircling us is ravaging hate, 
Lust and greed sever our fate
I sit and watch as lives unravel, 
The boulder of strength now merely gravel. 

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, 
Souls bewildered by mistrust 
Doubt and fear, they give rise 
To muted pleas and mournful cries. 

As souls ascend and souls descend, 
It is our own that we must mend. 
Bringing forth joy, love and peace, 
The decorum of beauty will never cease. 

Firmly tread as the time is here, 
To boldly proclaim, all we revere
The harvest of souls its beckoning plea 
It's craving you; devouring me. 

Come forth and share your inner beauty 
Unleash love as our earthly duty
Reap what you sow, seek and find
Then you my friend, won't be left behind. 

Copyright ©Joni Zipp

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