Situation Analysis

Thoughts of a solid softened,

A banquet of stones,

A tale of a foam that was hardened,

A saga of biscuits becoming bones,

Worship the throne,

Idolize this sit made of gold,

The king from a distance ozone,

A sacred mystery we unfold,

Our focus shifts,

From the wits to the chaffs,

Ignoring ladders, journeying by lifts,

Behind the veil; he laughs,

Dear Lord! Miserable mortals are we,

How pathetic a situation you see,

Shift our focus and become our sight,

Let our eyes be flooded with light,

Now, on pleasant islands we camp,

Triumphant Hallelujah, to the Lamb,

At night, Our savior remains the Lamp,

By dawn, He's the Lion and the Lamb,

Often times we see,

Glorious harmony by a decree,

The wind of the trees,

The touch of the breeze,

The conscious alignment to doing His will,

The obvious assignment; a vacuum to fill,

The fulfillment of His Heart,

His Kingdom on earth.

Written By: Nameless Calvary