When Tears Dry
Heaven sheds tears over God’s disappointment;
over the evil that abides within man;
all life was blessed with the Father’s annointment;
in heaven, the insurrection began.
Cast out of heaven; and exiled to the earth;
mankind was sent to the lower kingdom;
created in perfection in the garden of birth;
on earth; God gave us our freedom.
Freedom to live; in our manner of choice;
becoming whatever we want to be;
cautioned to obey the Master’s voice;
given faith, as eyes to see.
So many failed to live up to expectations;
and I, among all others, am one;
God’s tears have fallen for endless generations;
over what his people have done.
I share the guilt for making God cry;
guilt causes an enormous loss;
when God made us free; we chose to die;
and then, God paid that cost.
Lives are trees in the forest of purpose;
lasting a limited number of seasons;
dead leaves become mulch under the surface;
suddenly revealing death’s reasons.
All life observes a cycle of seasons;
to live again; all must die;
only the Master knows the reasons;
new life occurs, when tears dry.
Monty 7/28/24. # 2,241