ZION
Elevated above the worlds
Spinning uncontrollably
Moving beyond sun’s light
Grasping Your loving hand
Beckoned by Your command
Aside myself in spite of myself
Scorching coals of mental hell
Smoothing hurtful crevices
Transfixed under Your spell
Eyes turned inward, bleeding
Panting breaths and seething
Globe exploding in my face
Gathered pieces by Your grace
Gorgeous supernatural metal
Exploding softly as rose petals
Capturing souls painlessly
Blinded by what I see
Thunderous voice, "It is Me!"
Ro. 11:26
Copyright© 2002 Agnes B. Levine-Oliver
