Such a lonesome creature
In a sea of humanity
All came from the dust
When we opened our eyes
The first face we saw
Others say we came about
Previously having fins and scale
We swam, crawled, stood up
Such a helpless creature
Totally dependent in the sea of the world
All was made to meet our need
Would we look at it all, take heed
Care was put into it all
Even into this body prior to the fall
A voice calls out, will we heed the call?
Such a hopeless creature
For love, love that will risk it all
But for love we'll be most miserable
All that we have, own, we will leave behind
Our short stay here teaches, how fragile we are
Yet amidst a thousand worlds
Innumerable constellations, galaxies
A love that made them all reaches, yearns
Such a loved creature
Love that knows no limit, no depth, no height
Given to show man that nothing else matters
When it comes to loving him
At a loss, the question came for one so loved
What's about man that as the flowers he fades
Yet so precious in His sight is our death
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.