THE VOICE

Deep in eternity, deeper was His Voice
He draws closer to time at delivery
As He delivers, He made the choice
To thunder, not to, but into space, matter and solid
Behold the firmament sequestered Time and Eternity
As He spoke: My Word shall not return to me void!

Promptly, dark matter stood from the Light
The self-existent YHWH as He spits life
In His Word were fused entire DNA
Of universes and solar systems, and their substances
Because in their self-sustained surfaces
Was the glories of stars and black holes
In them also were the vowels of His spoken codes

At the turns of pages of History and Time
Men and women unconsciously lived His Word
Men and women chose to read, live His spoken, written Word
Pieces of a greater perpetual puzzle were revealed to them
Indeed, found in their searching hearts and minds
Those who searched with their whole heart shall find

Then the Light shined His Glory
Soon the creative wind blows, His power and breath
And life soared on the wings of the wind
As the wind blows so is the Spirit
We call it oxygen!

The Light pierced through as arrows to make gamma rays
Entering the ozone layer only one planet Earth
That protective layer that follows the Windy Spirit
As the trail of a winged moving escargo
To make livable a planet of life and time—Earth!
Therefore, no other planet is like Earth nor will ever be
He shall find he who searches with his whole heart!

His stormy voice fades in the abyss
And His might echoes and shapes the deep
While trillion of light years minus light eternity
Light years wrenched from Eternity is still Eternity
He is Eternity hidden in the cold darkness
Still the Adonai Master remains Light!

His voice trembles in our hearts and minds
It pulsates the Earth and the heart-pumping blood
Through arteries great and small, as little as a hair strand
For the life of the flesh is in the blood
Flesh of my flesh and bone of my bones,
But the blood and the flow of life are God's

Voice and breath came through the same mouth
To give life and fan the infernos of volcanoes
voice for life and light, breath for wind and snow
Some mouths spit blessings and curses,
His? Whispers and whirlwinds of tornadoes
Now filled His mouth. How could this be?

His whisper sends forth healing sounds to the eardrums
It wakes the fibers of the auditory nerves "Faith comes..."
By hearing, calls obeyed the voice of a whisper!
And He stands in the midst of a whirlwind of amber gold
He came forth, incarnated within His own voice and Word
When they disobeyed, Cherubim flew under the Throne

A crystal throne that spelled judgment and woes
Under Seraphim, brought fiery coals,
That burns and purifies like His cross and blood
The cross was simply a Roman tool and Rome is gone!
But beyond the cross was the veil which hid the throne, torn.
The high priest enters that we might enter too.