Life is like a kaleidoscope

Under an invisible microscope

Destined to walk on a tight-rope

There is only one true hope

World abounds like a gyroscope

Closing in and it’s hard to cope

Darkness ensues and so I grope

Yes, I’ve smoked a lot of dope

Spare me all of your soft-soap

In my view you’re just a mope

Fool that I am

Called to this earth

Sent forth as a lamb

Lacking in worth

The good shepherd’s voice

One to behold

By your choice

Part of the fold

Brought even nigh

And given rest

My faithful ally

Withstood the test

What am I?

How could it be?

Will not die

I bow to thee

An RF transponder

Lest you wander

In silicate glass

Only for the mass

Swinging your hand

Slave with a brand

A gen ID

Shades of a fruit tree

The inside story

An outer inventory

A surreal mark

Provides the spark

Darn with a suture

The knave of the future

Deserve yet worse

Despise the curse

Speak so declaratory

Go through transitory

Trust not in man

Count on God’s plan

Read the Word

Have life transferred

Will live, not die

Love the Most High

“A child is born,”

For those who mourn

“A son is given,”

As pure as the driven…

“Upon His shoulder,”

To pass over

“His name shall be called,”

By the people enthralled

“Wonderful,”

At issue and colorful

“Counsellor,”

Here to restore

“The Mighty God,”

Light shed abroad

“The Everlasting Father,”

A well of water

“The Prince of Peace,”

Power to release

Step this way

Beyond the time

Marvels to see

They’re all mine

Share with you

All I ask

Work for me

A simple task

All the resources

Prepared for you

Submit yourself

I’ll see you through

That old way

Left to the past

Lie and relax

Freedom at last

Falling in step

And doing time

As far as I can see

You’re all mine

I’m never alone

When I’m by myself,

And at one time,

I sustained a sign

Holiness flooded in

And in view of sin

I dared not blink

Closely to think

Out of place

Less than a trace

Of vile humanity

Awash in vanity

I had no right

In relation to such might,

I did not belong

Felt utterly wrong

Nowhere to go

No place to hide

All fully known

Not suitably denied

The judgment throne

Of Christ, awaits

For wretches like me

Jesus advocates

Once I travelled,

Beyond the blue

Purposed to witness

Glory, that’s true

A life that is

Souls at ease

Curious in motion,

Throughout tall trees,

A wondrous face

An outstretched hand

Bidding me welcome

To the promised land

For this you yearn

For I shall return

A time to heal

Go back and reveal

Before the Lord

There are no excuses

Just a hideous record

Of loathsome abuses

Entering prayer

I blush and quiver

For only Jesus Christ

At length can deliver

A consuming fire

And a sovereign will

Glimpse of eternal Glory

Persist in being still

All of my hope

Stays with thee

There is no good

Inside of me

Pray You will save

Part from the grave

A solemn desire,

Near to the fire

Grant me strength

That I may carry on

The cross in view

Walking after You

I’m winding down

A model toy

Overwhelmed

Unearthly joy

Mystifying

Oh, so true

A revelation

Out of the blue

A wilting flower

Please, stay Your hand

I have not strength

Even to stand

You are my promise

 Lifted the veil

At all events,

We shall prevail