Joseph James Breunig 3rd
Poem: A Taste Of Psalm 8 - Poem by Joseph James Breunig 3rd
O Lord, my everlasting God,
Your splendor warps my thinking;
this Cosmic playground of Yours,
encourages me to keep expanding
in my search of finding You near,
in the nuances of my existence;
I’m surrounded by circles of Life,
which are endless in persistence
and repeatedly bring me back to You.
I’m dumbfounded with awed amazement,
that You conceived a dynamic world
of challenging, eternal excitement
that constantly extols Your majesty.
By countless wonders, You’ve shown,
the source of Love’s creativity flows
outwardly from Your Heavenly throne.
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2015, All rights reserved.
Author/poet, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
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