“The Way Things are Going”
Clothed in the forever home of my salvation,
Dwelling in the peace of God, the Lord of all Creation,
With opportunities surmounting highest expectations,
With my love enveloping the heart of my love,
God-sent from above,
My heart in dances from her love donning fur,
The two of us made for one another,
In the age of high-speed railways,
And Truth-yielding information technologies,
With river-way mountain hills of paisley-yellow grass,
Beside elk overrun river trails of forests of depth,
Tree trunks the width of archangels’ wingspans,
Sky high archipelagos jutting out into the wild wind,
A ghost town with a lighthouse that is always on,
The lights beaming the way home on Highway One,
The way to the island of infinite life,
Is the way of the sun dripping out the perfect chimes.
by Ben Bussewitz D.D., M.D.
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