Divine Anthology Lyrics

I often think of how your words says we're your poetry

Perfectly written pieces beautifully illustrated amazing masterpieces

Pieced together by the master himself

I often imagine how much attention to detail you paid

Every word perfectly weaving beauty and completeness into existence

The deepness of your mind as you used words to mold time

Sentences to hold light, verbs to do your bidding and constantly make the sun shine

How you literally wrote down the oceans

And imagined the color blue

painted over the blank canvas of the sky

And made the beautiful sunset with the hue of your breath yet

Made your outstretched hand small enough to hold mine

I imagine your wordplay

You writing down

Day and night

Rain and shine

Dark and light

Ocean and breeze

Land and trees

All made as a pair but yet still all equally complete

When I look at your creation

It's clear you took your time

The way it all connects to give you glory,

It's clear you love to rhyme because everything speaks of your glory

As if flowing to connect with the next line

The last time I wrote

I imagined you

Writing down my name

Fixing a perfect picture story and then writing down again

It's clear your love is like your ink

Liquid flowing endlessly on every page of

Creation giving life to all your words

And bringing color to the nations

I think of your love and I think of how much you must love alliteration

Because in the poem of creation

The letter you keep reoccurring

Once in beauty, once in wonderful once in unlimited twice in beautiful

I love that you think of us as your workmanship,

A proud poet passionate about his perfectly published poetry

I look to your word and see references like oh it's me

Your penmanship your testament

Your reference, all an allegory of a love that has

No limits

No length

No boundaries

No breadth, how you brought life to a poem with just speaking

Just breath

So every breath that I take is a seed of your creativity so I grow it

The recreation of creation's first greatest poet.

I want my existence to be performance poetry, a raw undiluted expression of your heartfelt writing

My life the musings of a loved being, of a loved god that loves god and wants others to feel the emotions of the Writer

My existence a cipher

A well worded punchline that slaps

An extension of your mind and will

That will make the listeners clap and some come back

I am the perfect poetry, your perfect poetry,

Your word saturated in my biology and the vastness of the beauty of creation, your divine Anthology