Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
In Its Own Time - Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
The child was reason
of choice of journey
the reason I came
Reason of decision
of hope of chosen
to bear a future seed.
will come through us
be of us
but will walk beyond reach
understanding of sacrificial roots.
Soil tendered chosen shaped
yet planting was done
in God’s own time.
In reach of turbulent season.
When chaos crisis filled hopelessness
desperate dark dull deadened sky.
From out vanquished primeval void.
Where vision was alost awaiting
flames to engulf a kindling dawn.
The child comes
in its own time.
contained in simple words.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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