God’s Purpose: The Highest Meaning

To uphold God’s mercy and truth - a poem.

Beautiful mountains tower
In the hovering strata;
Castles of wind and thunder
Profusely scatter -
And canyons slope in the scrubby valley…

Skies are touching hallmarks
To effervescent sanctity -
And cherished souls percolate
In the makeshift clouds…
Adjudicating auras and vistas
Continually bring decadence
And obsolescence…
As the graceful victory lauds
A veritable knowing
Of human recipes…

Love is the surmise
That conditions best be aimed
Toward Jesus;
The rise of The Good Lord -
In strict circumference
To His gleeful rationale.

An immense blessing -
That granting
Of God’s saintly vision 
And purposeful planning…