TRIUNE

If we could have been there “Creation Morn,”

When God (I speak reverently) played in dirt,

And glimpsed His pleasure in making man,

(And seen His grimace at thoughts of hurt).

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If we could’ve watched Him lattice the heavens

With a trillion stars at a splash,

And felt Him harness ‘lectric lightning,

Giving it, its sizzle and flash,

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If we could have stood by in wonder,

As He “finished” the peacock’s tail,

And sensed His majestic power

When He first “invented” hail.

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If we could have seen – from freckled feather,

To the smallest azure lagoon,

We’d have seen Him “step back,” with pleasure,

Gently signing it all “Triune!”    

– eab, Mar. ’95, Oelrichs, SD

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Triune

If we could have been there “Creation Morning,”

When God (I speak reverently) played in dirt.

And glimpsed His pleasure in making man,

(And seen His grimace at thoughts of the hurt).

 

If we could have watched Him lattice the heavens,

With a trillion stars at a splash,

And felt Him harness ‘lectric lightning,

Giving it its sizzle and flash.

 

If we could have stood by in wonder,

As He “finished” the peacock’s tail.

And sensed His majestic power,

When He first “invented” hail.

 

If we could have seen it all, from freckled feather

To the smallest, azure lagoon;

We’d have seen Him “step back” with pleasure,

And gently sign it all “Triune!” –eab, 3/1995

    

Written while pastoring cowboys in Oelrichs, SD – left part of my heart in South Dakota.      

 

             

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