Colin Ian Jeffery
He never speaks
Trapped within a damaged brain
Body twisted, limbs trembling
Sitting in a hospital yard
Humming tunes without melody.
But in his bright soul he stands tall
Articulate with mind intact
Singing melodious songs of love
Only God and he can hear.
Once upon a time
There was nothing but inky black space
An infinite emptiness of darkness
Until the Great Bang exploded
Creating galaxies and universes
Stars in the billions, bright suns and planets.
Who created this limitless black space
Was it the hand of almighty God?