God's Glory Poem by Paul Butters

God's Glory

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The Glory of God is plain for all to see:
Eternal Universe,
A shimmering swirl of galactic wheels,
All brimming with the building blocks of Life!

Yet Mystery hangs her mists upon the soaring mounts,
As God remains a distant dream.
There’s More than This!
So goes the call.

Just give me Truth
Is all I ask!

Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: universe
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Gale 06 November 2007

Great line both fantastic and originally artistic. 'Yet Mystery hangs her mists upon the soaring mounts, '. Totally enjoyed this read. Thanks so much for the kind comment on my poem. Hadda giv-itta tenner kind sir of the well written word. God bless all poets and readers alike-MJG.

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Paul Butters

Paul Butters

Leeds, West Yorkshire.
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