Before the seeds of time were sown-
before the thoughts of man were shown-
within that void, God's dreams were stirred,
one seed... that's you -- became His word.
When hope meets light, love's purpose dreams,
from words God speaks creation streams;
and one day when you understand-
your hand will reach and grasp God's hand.
My prayers, dear child, will always be-
that one day when your heart can see
you'll gaze upon eternal plains-
and see where God -- triumphant reigns.
Our footprints made will one day fade,
when history's scroll has been waylaid,
and in that land where time's regret
is lain to rest -- God's sun will set.
R.Owen 11/05/2016
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Author Notes
God is the architect of time, He knew our lives before we were born, although we have free will, He knows which way we will go.
139:16 "You saw me before I was born.
Everyday of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.
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