Timeless

Job 26:6-7 New English Translation (NET Bible)

6 The underworld is naked before God;

the place of destruction lies uncovered.

7 He spreads out the northern skies over empty space;

he suspends the earth on nothing.

 

One more page in this timeless space I wonder what is coming.

Will it be words just of peace or maybe trials and tribulation?

 

Will it be some words in haste that will be just roaming?

Echoing in empty halls to flee from meaning and frustration?

 

Do all things have to make sense in this world so divided?

Everyone seems to have a goal either in heart or mind

 

Some on foundations of pretense and still some undecided

In this constant hyperbole in the thoughts of every kind

 

Who decides for nations to be free on this globe of confusion?

Who will purpose the destiny of the masses in this world?

 

Is it just the constant plea of mankind’s verbatim illusion?

Almost like a built-in autonomy that The Fall surely confirms

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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