In beginning:
God walked through Eden’s tainted garden, sullied
by man’s* fateful choice, without pardon, 
to sin, hide.

In decades past:
modernity’s machinations, vast armies
amassed, marching to illusion of
victory.

In these, our days:
steel towers burning fall; children innocent
run to a mother’s arms, call out for
water, life.

In future hour:
the groans, the wails, lamentations rising up
from all peoples, from the land itself –
bloodied, torn.

In distant skies:
creation’s Captain issues fresh call for peace.
Strength, our manna, like kisses fall from
blue beyond.

And in the end:
God’s amazing grace abounds, opportunity
for redemption of our race if we
live in love.


*   “Man” is used here in the sense of humankind, male and female.
      Whoever sinned first or worst, we’re all in this together.
      Consider use of the masculine mere poetic license.