God Does Capture The Essence Of Man (Rubiyat Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

In ancient settlements which went to waste to sand and stone
where every living animal and man had been turned to bare bone,
in the shadows at night while the moon rise and the star shine
are drawn the outlines as if into infinity those places are not gone

as if the essence of those places still do prevail and is not lost
but then apart from all of this God with his angels in the host
do take a record of every act and conversation
and some do hurt Him and some He does cherish most

but he also do note down to exact specification
the talents, the abilities and disposition,
the essence, the character of each human that follows him
to with love at His time to restore to a higher form as a depiction

of the perfect being that a person can become
when God does take us to our eternal home.

© Gert Strydom