The Epitaph

No beginning and no end
Nor bound by space, or time
Human minds can’t comprehend
It all seems so sublime

Vast is your lowliest thought
Earth trembles at your voice
In thyne own image, I’m wrought
Yet fashioned by self-choice

Birthed here that I might find you
Human heart’s attraction
Wasted years spent wand’ring through
Chaos and distraction

Love could not be “love,” by force
Sin’s “sinful,” in the light
Die to self and find life’s source
New days dawn out of night

Hearing I’ve not understood
This love you have toward me
Price you’ve paid, or why you would
O’ touch my eyes to see

Knowing you, and who you gave
Your Son I have received
Vicious cross my soul to save
Then was “now,” when I believed

Help me also give his gift
The One who gave his life
Reaching out to mend this rift
T’was rent by man’s own strife

Live my life that others know
Your Spirit in my heart
Raise you up and “self” make low
Love’s Gospel to impart

End of days upon me come
Such peace to have inside
Living to complete Christ’s sum
Rather living to have died