Another place in time before I knew who was mine
Before I could call a number or even in my cultured awareness begin to wonder
An existence that always was, with no begining
Before form or matter was realized, yea any life form
Dare to nod in approval only to agree by their mere existence that all is good
Creation made, visited by another whose presence creates the norm
Such visitation always results in manifestations
For as difficult for all manifests to comprehend
Feel the influence of a presence that makes all manifest, respond with joy as to apprehend
A presence that makes all else a reality
So before chaos becomes cosmos, conscious
Darkness kissed light, expressing no hostility
Voices beyond the veil of worlds yet unknown
Call out to all; take notice for what will be shown
Life unborrowed, underived, everliving, with no beginning
Who by just a thought, not even a word manifests all
All bow in adoration, in eager expectation
In whose presence, light illuminates the darkness
A brightness exceeds all luminaries, for a presence, was light
Covering it in a body of flesh, to dwell as one not so bright
Winds and the waves took notice, hushed in quiteness
Demons trembled cried out again and again
Diseases fled at the mention of a name
Tombs gave up their commodity
Furnace cooled, all creatures lived quite happily
Truly a mystery for worlds to see, yet never to comprehend what will always be
On a hill far away a tree is planted, on which one is placed
Head bowed, eyes focused, looking on a lump of clay formed one day
Could've thought this being into manifestation
As other creation; yet for your image, given him in love
A crown of thorn placed, instead of a diadem
A crimson flows, sweat poured, holes as a strainer
Straining the dregs of our impurities of a human race
Nature weeps along with all created known only by you
Your eyes see through me, in love you knew me while still in your thought
When I innocently stumbled, trying to walk
When danger was near, I touched without fear
When like all so innocent I couldn't talk
Your eyes sweep through time, through man's fall as do mine
See our futile desperation runing from whom we came afterall
Sacrifices from the fall, through time, pointed to you after all
Rejected by one that strayed, yet came looking, seeking if but for one
Hung your head, lay your life down in sleep; take it up again
Out of the tomb, glad refrain, You will come again
And in my room as I gently sleep, in your arms my soul You keep
In You all live, move, have their being
All hearts beat only as You allowed them to
In my heart I know it's true, no one will live and love quite like You
There is no fleeing from such a presence
If I make my bed in hell or the grave there's no absence
If such a one while everywhere on our portal would appear
Would stoop so low as to come your way, even today
Would you say not today, even look another way, perhaps run away
A fools hardy I dare to say
A love like this, couched in flesh to visit here
A redeemed multide will sing over there
Are you truly such if you are every where, before any where
I can't look for you, neither expect you here nor there
An omnipresent I fear, now I'm totally aware
A Love like this, like no other, shows how You care
I'm yours forever, in my heart
You're no visitor
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.