If faith can move the mountain peaks,
and yearning hearts the truth still seeks,
The Spirit moves the pen and lips,
and from truth's cup the seeker sips.

For only God the dead can raise,
and only God our mouth should praise.
For only He can grant me breath,
and only He brings life from death.

As once I knew not who gave life,
whose will kept me - stilled death's sharp knife.
I have few words of gratitude,
just humble thanks for life imbued.

There is a veil of sin that blinds,
but he who seeks the truth still finds.
For God sees all outside that veil,
what we'll become beyond travail.

R.Owen 5/10/2022