This form I see carved in earth
At one with nature called dirt, now unearth
Patiently, silently, expectantly, waited
Will it be given its first breath, gently?
As all when given their first breath
No slap needed then, when we met
We were as seeds in our residence
Worlds anxiously awaited our presence
Built like no other, not called into being
All looked in wonder upon such a scene
Presented for more than just living, thriving
Exist for the ultimate joy of worshiping
See him in his splendor, untouched, in prime
A one of a kind, now to embrace time
Fashioned after an image, designed in likeness
Eternity at hand, clothed in its brigtness
Evidences of life now felt from within
As seen in the ruddy color of supple skin
Blood will course through opened veins
Organs, affections, emotions with zest, excitedly reins
Eyes now fidgety opened, looked up
Saw visions of worlds beyond, they gladly stood up
Colors beyond the spectrum helplessly bear
Saw beauty effortlessly presented, just needing his care
All willingly shouted glad tidings of approval
With joy, they greeted, this crowning arrival
Heard with perfection in lives all around
A melodious refrain as they sang their songs
As he wiggled his toes, touched his nose
Fingers spread out into view, could even close
Touched his face, then grasped his head
Silently repeated this, nothing much said
Hearing a sound coming from his chest
Felt something beating as he gently pressed
He knew he could think as thoughts were given
They flooded a mind, a heart obediently driven
Stood up in splendor, a frame to dwarf giants
Wind in his face, helplessly tried to catch its direction
A river flowing by, looking in, showed his reflection
First time he saw himself, with frantic elation
He didn't come out of the river as many would say
Too noble a bearing, he lonely bore on that day
For all that was good, to be alone was not
Lying on his side, will his bride come forth?
Bathed in mist, everywhere expressions of delight
Joys in the daylight, restful sleep came at night
Would daily experience, only one thing for sure
Joyously worshipped his Creator, from a heart so pure
So it was, when time wrapped its arms around one
So loved, admired by all, from whom generations would come
Standing tall on the earth from whence he was taken
Gloried not in self with senses never to forsaken
He was at his best when the Light of lights shone
Ushered into A Presence on holy ground, all now one
Where holy communion and fellowship met
Joy abounded in contentment without any regret
A time when in the Presence of One, all sang for joy
Yet for all that we had, choice given not to annoy
We chose a path expressly forbidden
Fell from a high and lofty state, bodies sinfully ridden
A promise made in hope that all be forgiven
From his place of birth, now would be driven
See how love shone on the path we now would trod
Amidst much grief, sorrow, pain and death, clothed in blood
Eternity within our grasp, we reached out
Took hold of doubt, questioned what we were, all about
Still, our search continue, in vain for what we had
At a time when in one, him was all we had
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.